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Megan H May 2015
This is the end of the childhood road
Wish I could turn around
But they say I can't
Why would I want to anyways?
*** holes and collapsed bridges-
Behind me.
Ahead of me-
A freshly paved road.
I want to go back though
Fill up those *** holes
Rebuild the collapsed bridges-
But it's too late.
It's already too late.
Why do I dread this road ahead?
Happy 18th birthday to me. My teenage years flew by so fast. It's crazy.
Megan H May 2015
Oh my
Oh why
Can't you learn?
A friend who uses you
Ends up abusing you
Is not a friend at all
As much as they have you believe
They could care less if you leave
They just want special treatment
But in the end
Only your time was spent
They don't care
So beware
I suggest you stop going down this path
**And get your head out of their ***!
This is just me venting out. Sorry for the language.
Megan H May 2015
It's not the voices in the dark-
That scare me,
It's the voices inside my head-
That terrify me.
The shadows that prey upon
The walls of my home-
Are nothing compared to
The shadows that live among
The deepest recesses of my soul.
So no-
I'm not afraid of a haunted house,
Or a ghost.
I'm afraid of myself.
**And you should be too.
Megan H Apr 2015
There is a shadow looming over me.
In fact there are many shadows
That I have chosen to bear.
They vary in size and shape
And none of them are mine.
They weigh me down
Make my life seem heavier
I do not know why
I have chosen
To accept this darkness
Megan H Apr 2015
And none of them realize
The effort it takes to get out of bed
To go outside for the day
And face all of my fears
None of them realize
How tiring it can be
To pretend.
Megan H Apr 2015
Time has lapsed
Things aren't any different from before
But I am.
Do you want to see me now
Now that I'm not with the new
Because now I tell the truth?

*I'm not the same
But you play the same game
This world is unchanged
I hear different music now
Even though the same song still plays
I can't even count how many days
Things have been this way
How long have I been different?
Megan H Apr 2015
Scavenging for that once in a lifetime
Four leaf clover
Heads down
Eyes searching the earth
For one small piece of luck
That may never be found
These chins need to rise
People need to see the world
Stop looking for this luck
And realize how lucky they are
To be alive
To live in this beautiful world.
Stop looking for luck. You are surrounded by it at all times if you'd just realize it.
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