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 Dec 2017 Andrea Olmos
Mister J
I quit
I quit this mediocrity called Life
This existence filled with paradoxes
This life which lacks any form of happiness
These days that are filled with suffering

I quit
I quit this depression that eats me
This sadness that has long plagued me
This hatred that drives my every day
This angst that hovers over my head

I quit
I quit this stupid blaming game
Where I never took an ounce of responsibility
Where I hide behind flawed reasoning
Where I let my flowery tongue do my ***** work

I quit
I quit this pursuit of temporary happiness
Where I let Chance give or take control of me
Where I blindly wait for fruitless promises
Where I let this unfair Life give me anxieties

I QUIT
I QUIT THIS STUPID GAME
I QUIT FROM EVERYTHING THAT CONTROLS ME
From now on I am master of my fate
I am the captain of my ship
I alone pursue what I want
and not let anything come by chance
I will take responsibility for my actions
and take all the blame for my iniquities
I will not let anxiety take hold of me
and free my mind from all negativity
I will give up the pursuit of false joy
and in exchange pursue true wisdom
That this life is not as complicated
as what I thought it was.
That this life is just a simple struggle
and will only yield to those who are strong
Strong in mind and heart
Those willing to recognize and accept all weaknesses
and to change and convert them to strength

Whoever sits upon Heaven's Throne
Give me the courage to resign from this "Life"
and give me the strength and will
To start the change that I always wanted in me
Been thinking deeply these past few days.
I found myself at a crossroad in Life
I always thought of "quitting"
just be free from all of this madness

Now I found a new resolve to pursue my dreams
The real dreams that always hid behind the fallacies
I'm ready now and this time..

...
I won't quit.
 Nov 2017 Andrea Olmos
Luna Lynn
a heart can only break so much--
the bleeding must cease one day
and once all becomes still
in the dawn of the storm,
the chains that hold the world
in its place
will break away

--and you will be left
with the life altering decision
to repair the impossible,
or let it decay

there is always a glimmer
of hopeful sunshine
breaking through the rain,
but sometimes it's just best
to let the water wash away
the pain

because
a heart can only break so much--
fatality determined in a numbered day,
and once the storm has left you
there isn't much left to fade
(C) Maxwell 2017
My snakes
My jewels
My Heart
How cruel
-
My litany
My deeds
My Heart
Actions prove.

My snakes
Circle in spirals
Circle incessantly
I wonder if they tangle.

My jewels gleam in the dark
Like a shocking white spark
But cold rocks warm
Cold hearts.

My Heart bleeds
I need gauze
To pack the wound
So the blood can pause.

Words mean nothing
It's what we do in the
Morning.
It what we do with warning
And how we hold when
In mourning.

How we hold up the deeds
And work when
Work makes us bleed.
It's about the Heart
Behind the action.

The smile on a pained face,
It's the Heart.
 Nov 2017 Andrea Olmos
Brianna
We wasted our youth on numbing the pain with alcohol and cigarettes.
We were young and naive.
You were charming, I was a mess, and we jumped into the flames together.

We wasted our twenties on screaming into almost full answering machines and bars with mindless conversations.
We were wild and free.
You were a mess, I was  fed up, so we danced down dark alleys together singing rage filled songs to the moon.

We were best friends; we were trying to fight the same battle with scars across our wrists and blacked out livers as mementos from this war.
We were family;  we were just filling up boxes with old pictures of smiling and happy birthday cards from a mother who was never around.
We were lovers; trying to scream ourselves back into each others arms in hope that we could be the heroes we always wanted.

We were the kids your parents warned you about.
The ones with the broken past and the empty futures they said.
The ones with the alcohol addictions and the drugs habits we refused to kick they said.
The ones who lived in the night, who danced in the shadows but dreamed of the next morning they would have to make it through.

Cheers to numbing the pain at the expense of our livers and wasting our youth on impossible dreams.
Nobody dances like my baby!
Others have a nice beat, maybe,
I love to go dancing with my baby
No, nobody dances like my baby.

Many times I tried to copy it
And watched others try too;
The movements are cool,
Seem an easy thing to do.
But the slides and steps
Are unique to one person.
Even in silhouette you see
There is no real confusion.

Nobody dances like my baby!
Others have a nice beat, maybe,
I love to go dancing with my baby
No, nobody dances like my baby.

It’s not something learned
In any classes for dance.
It’s something naturally acquired
By love and then by chance.
The beat starts to happen, it’s
What rhythm makes baby do.
Music moves through baby’s soul
And the body follows through.

Nobody dances like my baby!
Others have a nice beat, maybe,
I love to go dancing with my baby
No, nobody dances like my baby.
Yes, they are lyrics. Do you know a tunesmith?
She touched me
and it felt

as if

the stars
were dancing
across

my skin.
 Nov 2017 Andrea Olmos
Billy
On that beautiful night
We were on the open grass
Under the sky with a million stars
And the moon shining upon us

It was as if we were on a show
We were the main actors
With the whole world watching
The lunar beam gave us the spotlight

I kept my hand on your hip
Your hand on my shoulder
Our eyes met
We were barefoot, dancing

The way you moved
Your dress spun around
Your hair waved to the stars above
Your whole soul just screamed life

I still remember it all
Like it was yesterday
The way you smiled at me
The way your lips touched mine

I wish we still have it all
I wish I can get the time to move slower
Because I'm still trying to remind myself
That you're no longer mine
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