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Feb 2016 · 760
Insult to Injury
Luna Craft Feb 2016
Congrats you did it again
You threw your own pity party and took it all away
I'm just 'so sorry' for your loss
These atrocities you've committed
With your bare hands
It's hard for you apparently
So all you can do is cry in pain
A broken animal without a purpose
The wingless bird we all pity
What a shame
It's happening again
More people will fall for that trap
I can't wait to see it fail
Feb 2016 · 348
Alive v. Living
Luna Craft Feb 2016
I keep mixing it all up
Living and being alive, I don't see the difference
They are just two different states of the same thing
Ice is still water and water can still boil
It can turn to steam and be forgotten
Yesterday was once today but unless there is a tragedy it is forgotten
Merged with all the other stories rumbling in your head
Is that what it's like to be alive
To feel like everyday is a new chance
Or is living to be stuck in the past
Not moving on but not forgetting those left behind
What am I supposed to do
Because if being alive is to live only for oneself
I'd rather be dead
Feb 2016 · 253
Again
Luna Craft Feb 2016
Incredible.
You did it again, made me doubt my own words
Acted like I sinned
After you kissed her lips and told me it meant nothing
That, words of love mean nothing if I can't accept a little mistake
I was your mistake
There were so many signs
I ignored the flaws
I was just so blinded
Feb 2016 · 392
Hypocrite
Luna Craft Feb 2016
How pathetic
I need only one word to describe a story
An entire lifetime of words summed up in seconds
Sickening
These words that cross a million lips
Being condensed into one or two syllables
Feb 2016 · 303
Roots
Luna Craft Feb 2016
Today I am alone
It isn't anything I didn't expect
Your with her and I'm here thinking about you
I left your thoughts long ago
You buried me and your friends together
A new start
But a corpse left in the ground begins to rot
I'm with the earth six feet under while you bask in the sun
I'm here
I'll be here until roots fill what empty space is my heart
She'll be next to you
Feb 2016 · 705
Dying Childhood
Luna Craft Feb 2016
Limp
Our bodies lie in the tarnished heaps of childhood
We just couldn't bring ourselves to leave
Decaying corpses just trying to understand
Why do we need to leave
I can't stand the cold
But you can
So please, just leave
If you stay here any longer you might melt into the earth
I can't let you become like me
Limp
Feb 2016 · 527
Wandering Slumber
Luna Craft Feb 2016
My mind has wandered to you again
As this pillow welcomes my empty skin I start to think
On this day of love you'll be with her
Your touch, so warm, will be with her
I wish I could hold them
All the times we had
These sleepless nights might mean something then
I was wrong to think that this husk of a human could love you
I know that
But I can't wish you happiness
Only a few dozen night have passed
All those nights that I haven't slept, enveloped by cold
Even so as I lie here freezing, knowing what I need to say
I love you
so much
Good night
Feb 2016 · 225
Real Adult
Luna Craft Feb 2016
At the same time reality hit me in the face I realized my world was fake
A pop-up book filled with misadventure
It's not your fault
A child needs to become an adult at some point
You just helped me open up my eyes a bit
Jan 2016 · 276
Angels are not blessed
Luna Craft Jan 2016
Angels are not blessed
Their mouths, a draw bridge, close when they try to help
Because only blessed words are allowed out
A dying man can't be told he's fine
When his lungs have twisted any oxygen left
So all the angel can do in weep
Cry for a dead man who sinned to much and can't go with them
Even the devil was an angel is spoke out
He wanted his god to love him rather then his creations
A father wouldn't throw out his child because he cried about being lonely
A father would try to care
Angels are not blessed
Jan 2016 · 299
Balanced
Luna Craft Jan 2016
It's so easy to get confused
To mix violence and love together
Apologies and lies
They are all mistakes
A simple question asking for help
Turns into a night of horrors
Nightmares ensue in gardens of flowers
They wither and die with every breath
A raining shadow of empty dreams
I've made a tomb out of my own grief
I tried to put myself 6ft under
Life and death go hand and hand
You can't have one without the other
So when I wanted to die I was told
I just need to live
What I've done so far is nothing more then sleep walking
I'm on autopilot and I'm not taking anything in
A schedule that repeats itself has never been so empty
Then a person with less life then a corpse
Jan 2016 · 328
Frozen
Luna Craft Jan 2016
I am frozen
Chapped lips and broken bones
The open wounds will never close
I can't move, let alone breath
Can someone please unfreeze me
Frostbite has taken its toll
My mind is broke and I'm alone
A lock blocks an open door
Please god help me I have froze
The years stopped along with winter
The cold mist fills my home
I'm all alone
Jan 2016 · 361
Hot Air
Luna Craft Jan 2016
Skin hanging through the air, a hot air balloon about to land
Run by thoughts and feelings
It is hot air
There is no place to land
No place to put my feet down
My mind is numb
I don't know how to move a machine with no power
Move a ship with no water
My mind is hot air
It moves my stitched together skin
Thread breaking at the seam
A body rejecting the sky but not wanting to crash
Jan 2016 · 490
What is Freedom?
Luna Craft Jan 2016
I'm not speaking of war
or the phrase 'Freedom isn't free'
Did we even choose to have those words shoved down our throats?
Are we truly free when we have so many things we have to do
Go to work
Go to school
Go to college
We act like we choose to do so
Most are afraid to be crucified by a dead society
Of parents and friends already moving on

Is there freedom in fear?
The fear of choosing and the fear of dying
We pick out what we wear but even that's restricted
By price tags and labels
People are still judged for their tone but not who they all
Like chains mark us when we are born
White, black, male, female
Terms are used to describe us before we can even understand them
They're used to decide how we spend our lives
So then... how are we 'free'?
Jan 2016 · 385
A Parade for the Dead
Luna Craft Jan 2016
Someone drowned
We all line up around the sea as they search for more bodies
A boat turned over on a winter night
Teens can do the dumbest things

The body count triples and so does the tweets
Yelling 'I'm so sorry for your loss' before a mother can even grieve
That's the only thing spoken about for days
Different words fill the air
Most scream-
'They were too young, it's a tragedy'
Then they whisper-
'It was natural selection'

We march to the sea with candles in hand
Most don't even know the names of who died
Yet they act like they have the right to defend the dead

There are no banners
Only street lights directing traffic
and People excited for a story
Not caring who's next
Dec 2015 · 363
Falling in love
Luna Craft Dec 2015
Did Romeo know Juliet would be the last beautiful thing he saw?
or is the Night-blooming Cereus fine with only seeing the night once a year
I always thought that falling in love would be different
I thought a day wasn't enough
but after I met you I realized that I'd die for just a glimpse at your face
a moment to hear your voice
Nov 2015 · 3.5k
Hamlet
Luna Craft Nov 2015
If to live is to be awake and to die is to sleep then how can one dream?
For no matter how hard I scorn my blood, my faith still stands and to die would be sin upon my name; I am but a human, but to take the morning away is a gods power for which I do not wish to have. A modern day Hamlet is nothing new, we see corruption everyday yet we stand still.

How can I trust myself with such vengeance if my choices lead to the end? To the land of no return? I pity such who would dare to venture, but that is only to help heal the grief of not being able to go myself. A lost man in a small and desperate body attempting to live a final dream.
I'm doing a small study of Shakespeare in my free time, I hope that it is at least somewhat entertaining to see some poems inspired by his works.
Nov 2015 · 208
We sang
Luna Craft Nov 2015
A low hum is all that's left of our love
I silent melody of our hearts together
Beating in sync
No one ever told me how deadly a crack could be
Like a dam once it appears the water drains
I noticed your interest when you wanted to know her name
I realized the love between us had flowed out
So I left you alone
Saying nothing
I knew you wouldn't have the heart to leave
you were so cruelly kind
That the last song we sang together was goodbye
Nov 2015 · 240
Lead
Luna Craft Nov 2015
The air is lead
It fell to the ground and out of my lungs when you left
It was tied to you, like a dog on a leash it followed you everywhere
The moment you decided that scars were better left unhealed the leash was let go
The air was terrified of the life without you and left me alone to grieve
How sad
All of this emptiness and not enough air to let me sob
A hollow wheeze has earned its place in my heart
The air is lead
It leaves little trace
Oct 2015 · 378
Parting Ways
Luna Craft Oct 2015
His laugh was like a tender goodbye kiss
I can feel the echoes of those loving words
We both lived in our own world full of bliss
But he had wanted to live with the birds
The sky had always been just out of reach
And to fly he would have needed to leave
His finale goodbye was with cheeks of peach
The plane left early, leaving me to grieve
My tired eyes still wander to the sky
From when we always laughed together
To the last moments where we said goodbye
Those endless memories that last forever
I will pray for his never ending dreams
So that his brightest smile always gleams
Oct 2015 · 229
Help
Luna Craft Oct 2015
I’m scared, something happened and my world went blank
I brawl at the bar resulting in a mad man fighting me
After that the only vision that remained was white
When I woke up I could clearly see my wife, sobbing before me
I needed to help her
I was just gonna tell her I’m okay
She started screaming and muttered the words ‘honey’ in a lost voice
It all went white again, everything… I’m so scared
There is blood coming from my mouth
It hurts
I’m so hungry
I hope my wife is okay but ever since I woke up her memory is fading
I didn’t think that such a small injury would cause so much pain
Was it infected or maybe it hit a nerve… I don’t know anymore
I don’t know much of anything anymore
It’s like the disease had turned my stomach into thorns only soothed through food
It can’t be that bad right? It was only a bite
Happy Halloween.
Oct 2015 · 767
I am
Luna Craft Oct 2015
I am blank and I am emptiness
I wonder how long I’ll remain this way
I hear the wind pass me by everyday
I see people walk around me
I want to be noticed, I need color
I am blank

I pretend to have color
I feel like I’ll be plain forever
I touch the sky to try to steal its meaning
I worry that I might actually take it away
I cry when I realize that I’ll never be the colors everyone wants
I am blank

I understand the impossibility of it all
I say that I’ll find ink
I dream about the day when color flows
I try to reach towards that feeling
I hope that one day, I’ll be able to join the sky
I am blank
Oct 2015 · 265
The Present
Luna Craft Oct 2015
I've become someone with a imperfect body with a destructive mind
Someone who can't look themselves in the eye let alone anyone else
This mirror is showing a me who is older yet not wiser
For when I was a child I knew how to love myself
But that is just a lost talent now
I've learned that hate is one of the better emotions
Because it has a feeling, it is hot, it is scolding
Everything else seems to just be a halfhearted notion
A half smile that we all mirror when we don't know what else to do
We gained a talent to drive others into madness with just words
And we use it when we are hostile and scared
I have gained the ability to make a mask out of a half smile and a fake laugh
In order to allow others to do the same
It is a never ending circle we all share
Oct 2015 · 539
Mirror
Luna Craft Oct 2015
The mirror in my bathroom is cursed
There is a crack from when you tripped and fell
I think I can still smell the blood

The last time I saw you it was spring
Pollen filled the air with the words 'I love you'
My foolish tongue made me say it, it wasn't me

I know how much it hurts you
Hearing those words from the girl you grew up with
The next store neighbor who you treated like a sister

The mirror shows the blood you thought we shared broken
Because you've stopped speaking to any of us
It's empty now, a crack is all the memory you left in this place.
Oct 2015 · 965
Voicemail
Luna Craft Oct 2015
I remember stardust
It fell from your words with every goodnight
Like a soft trickle it would ease me to sleep
Every night your words floated in the air until the light joined me again

Your words were sometimes sharp
When I drove the car into the ditch you showed your fangs
Not as a threat, but, in a hostile way to hide your worry
Even through scarce breaths you managed to ease me

The voicemail is all that is left
Of years and years of memories
I haven't seen stardust since your mother passed,
You laid it in the coffin next to her and buried it alive
Sep 2015 · 1.2k
Cliffhanger
Luna Craft Sep 2015
Humanity is on the rocks
And we are nearing the edge too quickly
Pollution and overpopulation have filled the fallen forests
Popularity is all that matters now
Yet to care about your appearance is vain
Death is glorified to look like a romantic gesture
The world can’t continue like this
We can’t continue like this
Sep 2015 · 1.4k
Photoshop
Luna Craft Sep 2015
Come on girls
Let's cut & paste
Because our skin is shame
With rib cages small enough to break
And powder that can only cover so much
Sep 2015 · 298
What we fear
Luna Craft Sep 2015
We fear the unknown for reasons we can't even fathom
Whether it be the uncertainty of jumping either into water or spikes
or the fact that a mother's milk can be a poison
We forget that blades can be words and blood can be wine
and even though we know this, we still claim that all humans have humanity
We fear the unknown because we want to forget- even for a moment that there is something worse then what we already know
Jun 2015 · 770
Moon
Luna Craft Jun 2015
I'd love to say your smile is like the sun
Something that shines brighter then anything else
but
You aren't like the sun
You are a gentle giant unable do harm
You are the only reason I do not burn when surrounded by the world
You are the calming moon
You chill my bones and relieve the pain of the day
The night is so much better
So let me bathe in the moon light once more
Jun 2015 · 311
Dreams
Luna Craft Jun 2015
We talk about dreams as if they are something that can be grasped in our hands like candy from a store or money from the jobs we work as a 'stepping stone' to our dreams
We forget for a moment that dreams are like sand that cannot be grasped so carelessly
We see the sand on the beach and pretend that we are better then that
We see the remnants that others once held and we look towards the sea with such ambition that we forget the sand in our hands and let it join the dust
Just for a moment in the sea
May 2015 · 295
Untitled
Luna Craft May 2015
Shallow eyes and Shallow hearts
Go hand and hand
Like broken minds with broken parts
May 2015 · 780
Lies
Luna Craft May 2015
Tell me harsh promises I know you'll break
I don't care
Just stand by me
Because this lie with only one person in love
This lie with only one person being tricked to love a monster
Is so much sweeter then being alone
And I'm so tired of being alone
May 2015 · 259
Please
Luna Craft May 2015
The reflection in the mirror is not me
My eyes have not sunk that much
Please tell me that my smile has not shattered
That bruises have not taken control of my cheeks
Someone please tell me what happened to this person I see
Because I can't believe that I've changed this much
I don't want to believe that my life is any different then before
That I've thrown any regard of myself away
Please
Luna Craft May 2015
My body is clinging desperately to my stomach
Trying to get me to feel the butterflies I felt in your present once more
The pain I feel is no longer the bitterness of love
But the stabbing pain of regret
So let's end this with a smile
This affair with a love that wasn't meant to be
Has to end now
Apr 2015 · 318
I saw you
Luna Craft Apr 2015
I saw you in my dreams
You smiled like it was yesterday
Before we had the fight
You smiled like you couldn't know evil
You smiled with such innocence that I could cry
Because that innocence broke for me
And the evil followed soon
I can't believe I hurt you
Because when I ripped my own heart out
The string connecting us ripped your heart out too
Apr 2015 · 955
Fantasy
Luna Craft Apr 2015
I'm like a dragon
I breath fiery words with the coldest impenetrable scales
That make it so no one can get to my heart
I am a dragon that eats people alive
I'm the beast that haunts the dreams and rules the sky
But like the dragon that I hold so highly
That's just a dream
Another fake fantasy
Caused by my childish personality
As I wait for each day to end the same
And my schedule to repeat
I am no dragon, simply a girl who needs to sleep
Apr 2015 · 295
Untitled
Luna Craft Apr 2015
I try to think of the positives
Not electrons but things that I like
But my mind draws a blank and I know that it's wrong
But I can't think beyond today
And I know others like that
The nomads of our minds
We explore the depths that shouldn't be crossed
And we wonder 'why' too many times
So while the negatives hit me like a bullet from a loaded gun
The positives avoid me like the rich
Too good to touch the poor
Apr 2015 · 210
Stars
Luna Craft Apr 2015
I went out that night to look at the view and think
But I made the mistake of letting someone see
And when they saw they told me about how smart I was
Because it was so thoughtful that I looked up at the sky
And they said I was a dreamer
Who looked up at the stars with hopeful eyes
And I couldn't avoid a lie
I couldn't tell them that that night I wasn't watching the stars
But I was watching the headlights fly by
And I was wondering what time would be right
For me to stop staring and take my own life
Apr 2015 · 354
Greed
Luna Craft Apr 2015
Perhaps I am the result of greed
I was already told by my mother that I wasn't needed
So maybe that is why I only care about myself
Because I'm the only one that wants to need me

No
No that isn't right

Someone that want to be needed wouldn't pick and choose the people they talk to

They wouldn't say no to someone because they knew that it would leave a bad impression on their employer or lover

I loath myself more then anyone else, I know I'm not needed so that's why I'm taking others down with me.
Apr 2015 · 382
The End
Luna Craft Apr 2015
I've always hated ending things
When I was younger I always left a single sentence unread in a book
Because that way I could say that the story wasn't over
The story wasn't finished and my imagination could thrive
But as I got older books became more serious
Characters died
I couldn't have that
Death meant the end so when a character died I would stop reading
I'd say the plot didn't interest me and throw it away
And this ideology took over my life and I procrastinated
I put things off as long as possible
And then when my grandfather died I did not bat an eye
It was just like the books I read
'Nothing happened, just don't bring it up'
I did that, every time someone died
Someone got hurt
A story ended
I avoided it like the plague
But what do you do when someone dies in front of you
When you hear the shallow beat of a dead heart
And when that happened I wept
Not because of something so ridiculous as a death
But because I realized I had turned into someone that didn't care
I had watched someone die
And the beep of the dead pulse only annoyed me
Apr 2015 · 2.5k
Admiration
Luna Craft Apr 2015
You looked at me like I was a god
A being filled with beauty and hope
But that is not love
That is admiration
And I can't kiss you at night knowing that
Even if what I feel is the purest of love
I know that you need someone that doesn't make you kneel and pray
But someone that will stand on equal ground
That will cry and laugh with you
And that isn't me
Apr 2015 · 405
Alzheimers
Luna Craft Apr 2015
I hate my genes
Being in front of a grandmother that has forgotten her own name
And then watching my own father follow her footsteps
Seeing the days go by while they are stuck in the past
In a time where forks and spoons were nameless tools
My grandmother lost the ability to even speak
That was before she left us
She left us not with a smile but with a set of eyes that had glazed over
Eyes that couldn't see the future and couldn't remember why
And when she finally parted ways she did so in her sleep
Because that was all she did anymore
And now today I had to remind my father
That we could not go visit her
And that I was not my sister
And he laughed a pitiful laugh saying he knew
But that night I heard him crying from across the house
Because he knew that he'd end up a broken story
That his years of learning the worlds history was useless
And that he couldn't even remember his own
Or why he got up
And he had forgotten why he was crying
He had forgotten why
So he just fell asleep
Apr 2015 · 412
Ropes
Luna Craft Apr 2015
I'm tired and I need help
Stress has made a noose and I am at the gallows
For dawn has lasted far too long
And my hands a weary from pulling myself up
You took the blade from me
And I can no longer even cut myself free
Perhaps the fleeting moments of flying will be worth it
But for once I want to see the sunset
I'm confused and scared
My hands are blistered
But for now I'm holding on.
Apr 2015 · 466
Spring
Luna Craft Apr 2015
I never thought much about the how the seasons change
It was a fact of life that seemed to float right past me
I never appreciated the change it could bring until I visited you
The place where your body rested under a stone name tag
Was colder then the spring air
So when I knelled to speak to you like I used to
I was shocked
Flowers had started to bud in the freshly dug soil
And it suddenly hit me that you were gone
Time wouldn't stop for you or I
And I had to start over
For the first time in years I wept like a child
I can no longer live in the shadows for I might wilt
So I'm sorry that I must go, I might never visit you again
But I need to find a place where I can bloom
Apr 2015 · 394
I don't want to sleep
Luna Craft Apr 2015
When I sleep my body heavies
It sinks into the ground
It merges with the earth
And I become one with the sound
I become the words the tongue
When saying 'I Love You'
I become an importance that can't be replaced
My presence is irreplaceable and impossible to ignore

When I sleep my breath matches my heart rate
Slowing as I fall
So when it spikes again
And morning light rises
I morn the loss of my importance
The the need for me disappears
So my choices are minimal
I can either never sleep
Or never wake up
Apr 2015 · 577
Cut
Luna Craft Apr 2015
Cut
A simple blade
Treading the skin so carefully
That the blood only glistens at the top of the wound
A simple cut
That doesn't bring pain
But let's the blood pool below
Skin is fragile
Easily broken by both accidents and words
Mar 2015 · 314
Lie
Luna Craft Mar 2015
Lie
I lie to myself
More then I lie to you
Because I fear that if I realize how horrible I am
You will leave me
And I can't bare to be alone again
Mar 2015 · 333
Art
Luna Craft Mar 2015
Art
I'm called an artist when I draw someone else
I'm called selfish when I draw myself
Mar 2015 · 223
Snow
Luna Craft Mar 2015
A year before she died we walked around the melting snow
She had told me that she envied it
And I always thought that it was because of the beauty of it
Or how it sparkled in the sun
I only found out when I read the note
That she had left on her bed
That she hadn't wished for beauty
She wished to fade away
Mar 2015 · 491
Rationality
Luna Craft Mar 2015
Thinking carefully comes with being paranoid
And rational thoughts are all you try to maintain
But rationality doesn't help when dealing with death
Because knowing something can disappear so fast seems impossible
So we block it out
And don't react
Even when we know the end is the realist thing in the world
We close our eyes and say goodbye
Thinking that they just went on a trip
And we will see them again soon
Mar 2015 · 402
I'm sick
Luna Craft Mar 2015
I think I might be ill
Because my head does loops trying to express itself
And the morbid fascinates me
Blood and guts were roses in a garden that was so beautiful
And pain was the same as happiness
A rare and joyous feeling
Yes, I am sick
But it is a disease that is slowly spreading
As more become desensitized to graphic imagery
And more of us wish to see something new
Something that makes us ponder
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