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Marc Grayson Mar 2014
I was sick, miserable
holding on.. to the past.
To the ****** up thoughts
distorting my world..
Swimming deep in the familiar arms of pain

I had to blame
to shame.

Rant
Writhe
Scream

I was insane.

Letting those who betrayed
continue hurting me.

But then one day I asked.. why?
Why be my own enemy?
To 'er is human,
Forgiveness divine.
Can I control others?
No, their control is not mine.

I moved on.
I let go.

Now I am free

I don't look forward
and I do not look back.
I live in the here and the now.

I let love live in me.
Marc Grayson Mar 2014
I love the way you look in the sunlight streaming
Your hair messy.. eyes half open
I bring you black coffee in bed
and we talk
We make love
Slowly
My beauty
My life
Thank you for loving me
and becoming my wife
She's the best thing to ever happen to me!
Marc Grayson Mar 2014
She is mentally still thirteen
but that wasn't something easily seen
not at first..
Her outside facade, while unkempt, played it cool
Soon her shallow persona revealed her true cruel
Narcissistic and childish
Times it was like to talking to a wall
Heartless and careless
The way she lies and she cheats
Spreading her disease, along with her legs
An ugly harpy
Hiding behind empty insults and barbs
I no longer care about
Therefore I no longer feel
Only Sad maybe
Yes
Sadness is all I can give
For such a retched creature
who's soul's ice cold steel.
An oldie from the bitter days of purging pain.

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