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Luminosity Cat Apr 2014
Time is slowly turning.
I'm staring at the clock.
Every time I hear it's tick, my heart slowly stops.

They are quickly leaving.
I'm still stuck in the dust.
Each time a "Goodbye" is echoes, my heart shatters in the grave.

He is still persisting.
I'm just trying to avoid.
Every time he comes I around, my heart tries to run away.

She was the one I turned to.
Now I'm lying to her face.
Every time I speak a lie, my heart tries to turn away.

She was the friend I trusted.
It was her who always cared.
Now every time I see her face, my heart screeches out in pain.

He was the one who made me laugh.
He always seemed to care.
Now every time I hear his name, my heart turns to rage.

She was the one who understood.
She always stood right there.
Now whenever I talk to her, her heart seems to move away.

She is the one who moved away, and the only one who remains.
I fear my heart may loose her,
and every time I hear her voice, my heart wonders how much longer.

He was the one who hurt me.
The one who never cared.
Now when I see his face, my heart turns away from fear.

Ask me who these people are, but I cannot give a name.
These are the people my heart loved.
Some friends.
Some mentors.
Some family members.
All of which time has took, and left me in the dust.
It is hard to move on, when my heart is still living in what was.
My heart cries for who I lost. My mind is raging out because I miss the people I can't have back. I try to move on, but I can't. When will this wretched war of loosing and finding ever stop? When will I stop feeling alone? Is no one listening to my cries?!
Luminosity Cat Apr 2014
Can't you hear what is screaming out in pain?
Can't you see the hearts that are screeching out with shame?
Can you not feel the silence ripping through the cracks?
Why won't you see the hurt that cannot turn it's back?

The voice has been taken.
The choice isn't being given.
The scars are self-inflicted, and the parents don't see there hidden.
Molestation has come creeping, and the Devil keeps on prancing.
Yet, all along the cries still rage, while silence echoes through the age.

I'm begging you to see this.
I'm asking you to care, because I know something is coming.
You just can't see it there.

I see a future generation, rising through the dust.
I see chains falling, and bowing before the King.
I see a future for those who cry out for help.
I see a healer coming, he is riding on a cloud.

This is the sound of our revolution!
Listen to the sound of the prophet's cry!
This is the sound of reformation!
I can hear the warrior bride!

We are the royalty in this land.
We have a divine destiny!
We are going to shake our nation,
and we are going to change our world!

So, find your voice!
Proclaim His name.
My generation will not be gripped with shame.
Again, not going to get into a religious debate. Like, and comment if you have something nice to say, but if you don't have something nice to say, and so feel inclined feel free to inbox me.

"This is the generation who will seek Your face."
If you want some music this song was kind of my inspiration:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vw1AeTbwdXY
Luminosity Cat Apr 2014
Then I danced before your eye, while you watched grand jetes fly.

Then you guessed my heart aches plea, so you spoke truth into me.

Then you saw my secret's pain, so you tried to tame it's mane.

Now you see me speaking out, because you were the first to shout.

Now you see me living free, because you broke through reality.

Now you see me chasing dreams, because they no longer frighten me.

But soon I'll be all alone, and all you will leave is a phone.

Soon it will be your time to leave, and I will beckon with a plea.

**A plea begging you not to leave.
One of the downfalls to being me, is that you get emotionally attached to people, and they just leave. Like I have said before, I could beg her not to leave, but how can you beg someone to leave knowing their heart wants to flee?
Luminosity Cat Apr 2014
The stars, they sparkle in the night.
The diamonds they dazzle from within.
The truest form of love so pure.
They say their the window to the soul.

Blue from the sky's summer day.
They seem to take the pain away.
Wise from youth beyond your years.
It seems as if they bleed no tears.
Luminosity Cat Apr 2014
There can be no excuse for your lie.
Never.
Ever.
It isn't even worth giving a tittle to something so simple, pure, and true. A tittle would just make it more of something. No, for once I right a simple something that takes my heart and rips it to shreds.
Luminosity Cat Apr 2014
Bottle it up.
Keep it in.
Don't let it out.

I can't let them see, what is raging in my eye.
They don't dare to ask, why it is I'm so shy.
I can't let them see me cry.
I have to stay strong.
I hate that my pain is lasting this long.

Bottle it up.
Keep it in.
Don't let it out.

I can't let them see my anxiety.
I can't let them see the pain that's gripping me.

Bottle it up.
Keep it in.
Don't let it out.

I can't take it anymore.
I begin to shout the gore.
I begin to speak with disrespect.
Not meaning truly what I say.
Just not wanting them to see, the pain that is truly gripping me.

Take off the lid.
Kick it out.
Let it go in.

Finally, I finish.
I can go back to handling the pain.
The pain that keeps me chained.

Bottle it back in.
Keep it all in.
Don't let it all out.
Luminosity Cat Apr 2014
The oceans hear their cry from it's depths,
and when their hearts are breaking its the waves that are cracking it's
whips.

The scars streak blood across the skin.
Anxiety is raging a monstrous war that's within.

The nails that bare across the flesh,
leave wounds created by it's tips.

Words thrown as stones, and used on their bones,
break their backs with all their attacks.

When will the people of this land,
stop and consider the stakes that are at hand.
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