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I am silently crying out for help,
Wishing that somebody, anybody will see me.
For somebody to ask me what’s wrong?
And know that I’m lying when I say “I’m fine”
Because, darling I am many things, but “fine” is not one of them.
I am the farthest thing from fine.
I’m a disaster.

– Silent Cry // F.C.
I fell and was caught
now I stumble and I'm not
how do I move without you
I saw clear, now everything's new
which way is right
who will not spite
why do I write

it's only an escape
from superman's cape
ducking and diving
revival of the surviving
everything's new everything's clear
everything's blue everything's here
how do I be bare
they rush and flow
and come from below
they come from above
a glistening of love
they make you believe in light
sparks when it's bright
they help and they hurt
and make you decide your worth
its like fire and ice
naughty and nice
a poison of hate
when its too late
an act of kindness
when you're blinded
never not feel the feels
when you don't is when it becomes unreal
another chapter begins
a new one, being friends
three in a row
three for a blow
nice to meet you
you're so new
what's your wish
to feel bliss?
god I hope this is the start of love
because it's like you came from above
to help and save
not being naive
you're so cool, you're so sweet
I'm so glad that we did meet
I know you don't know me
but I think we'd be a good we
we're only strangers
but let's go make a rager
let's laugh together
sleep together
be together
for one night
tonight with height
let's run
and have fun
Goodbye to all the friends I knew.
I loved the time I spent with you.
You made me laugh though things were bad;
I won't forget the time we had.
Ignore the hurt.
Ignore the pain.
Ignore the pictures.
Throw them away.

Ignore the emptiness you feel.
Just tell yourself, "it isn't real."
Maybe if you just ignore
your shattered heart upon the floor
then maybe you can just pretend
that you never lost a friend.
I'm standing around.
Waiting.... for something?
I'm starting to think
that it isn't coming.
The rain just falls harder.
The sky just grows darker.
But I'm not getting any stronger.
My muscles ache.
My heart breaks.
05/24/2010
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