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Aug 2015 · 437
Lover boy
Mackenzie Bowie Aug 2015
My lover boy, as I take your hand in mine
Can you feel my heart beat race faster and faster?
Lover boy, as you kiss my lips
Can you feel the shivers running down my back?

Everything you do, it affects me the same
Its affects me enough to drive me insane
I just want to be in your arms
So much that me it alarms

It alarms me that ive let you know the real me
Ive let you see Ive let you see
The wounds inside of me
How much Ive hurt How much ive cried
Ive let you in and what alarms me the most
Is how much I love you; How our hearts seem tied

And as I let you in tonight
Oh lover boy, dont cry
Cause its all in the past, My future seems bright
and lover boy, I promise ill never lie
Maybe just lie in your arms at night

So as those words slip from your lips first
I swear to return them; I just dont want to get hurt

But oh lover boy, if only you knew
Oh how much I love you
Apr 2015 · 310
Im done
Mackenzie Bowie Apr 2015
Cant take another heartbreak
Sick and tired of all this pain
Ive just been swimming in a lake
The lake of the hurt and insane

Im done Im done with this life
Im done Im done just hand me the knife
Mar 2015 · 396
Too late.
Mackenzie Bowie Mar 2015
Darkness and shadows shall soon start coming. Love of the blade The cut of the skin. The end is coming. The acceptance of the end willingly. Life and pain. Reality. Its to hard. Cant last any longer. Its time. Blade. Pills. Whatever works. Darkness envelops the world. Pain and Life floats off right with it. No more. Realization hits. Hard. No more love. It may of got better. Too late. Too late. The real pain. The real pain is this. No more. Demons. Demons are surrounding. Its all real now. No going back.
Jan 2015 · 504
The Team
Mackenzie Bowie Jan 2015
Why does it always seem
That with every time I blink
Another person joins the team
That trys to make me sink

Im sick and tired
Of my entire life
But I have been hired
To take the knife

They want me to take all the pain
To endure it all with a smile
But now I stand here in the red rain
And watch all the pain pile

I sit there and say

Every rose has its thorns
That's just how it is
Every angel has its horns
That's just how it is

But now I don't only have thorns
All I am is thorns I have no rose
I don't only have horns
I am the devil no more an angel

The team just gets bigger
Giving more pain
If I pull the trigger
No more pain I shall gain

The team is well hidden
But me I cant be fooled
No sort of pain forbidden
Non of the hot pain cooled

— The End —