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Mey Mc Sep 2018
I've been waiting in the water
Waiting for a sign
Water gets deeper
Every single time
You break my heart
I start to cry
Drowning in my tear drops
I don't know why I was surprised
I did this to myself
These tears that take my life
Are mine
Mey Mc Aug 2018
I can't face it
because I am not sure
If it will let me breath
If it will leave me on my knees
Buried in the sand
Drowning in the waves
Trying to get out
Alive in my grave
But it's too late
Mey Mc Aug 2018
I get so irritable
I feel so mean
The one thing that soothes my soul is the way your eyes gleam when you smile at me
My heart is blooming
The days are gloomy here when you are gone
I can fly through space when I'm cradled in your arms
Butterflies will race through my stomach and my heart
It will flourish
And it is blooming
My heart is blooming for you
It's vines reach the sky so blue
and the world keeps spinning
So we keep on going
Yes my love keeps growing
Through space and time
Keeps on climbing when I die
I didn't know heaven till I met you
I didn't know happiness could be so true
Till I loved you
Mey Mc Mar 2018
...
Nothing my friends see reminds them of me

I've learned that over the years

That I am not important enough

For absolutely anyone

Yeah life is tough

Under this burning sun

Under these bright ******* stars

Remains a girl so scarred

I'll take what I can get

Even if it breaks me to pieces

I look up at the sky and always wonder why

I was put here with no purpose but to be used and die

How could you love me?

How could you love this shameful flesh?

How could you love me when I have nothing left?
Mey Mc Mar 2018
How many wounds does it take to heal?
Keep hurting yourself so you can feel
Keep letting in these horrid thoughts
Memories that leave you distraught
Trials of long ago
What must I prove I do not know
Will I ever know?
You're a carrier of some unexplained disease

I think of it when I see the sway of the trees
An entity that makes them sway
And I think that could be me
That could be me
Yet all I can do is break things down
Rip their roots up from the ground
Wish I could be someone else
So my heart wouldn't always pound
With fear at every sound
I wanna drift through the wind
Like these last fall leaves
Cause spring is coming

So let me breathe
So let me free
So let me breathe
So let me...
I'm being emo again
Mey Mc Feb 2018
Everyday is a new day
Completely fresh. We all wake to the same sun. We all hope for peace, yet we crave chaos. We are searching for love under the same moon just different dancefloors. Different drink portions. We all hurt but some of us hurt more. Some people shoot for their dreams while others wander and wonder why, why the sun doesn't shine on them as much as it does others. Why they are left in the shadows. Why is it when music plays it moves their hearts but not their body. Left standing , crying on that fluorescent dance floor, lights flashing around them. Maybe they drank too much but it never feels like enough. Satisfaction is something that comes in small fractions. They want to rest. Water floods their eyes. Crying in the shower, hurting every hour. Sometimes they sit in the dark and just stare at time. It ticks in their face and pesters their brains. They can't keep pace and It's testing them. They want to feel safe. You want to feel safe. You want the suns light, the moons calm. Internal pain, external rain. Interminable rain. You can't stop it. Life is growing darker and you cannot escape.
Mey Mc Feb 2018
I don't know how to comprehend
A life with an end. I keep racing through the streets. You won't ever find me asleep. I keep chasing something unknown, I know they're here but I still feel alone. I can't help but think that their love will shrink. I'm so afraid , im hiding in the color gray, I watch everything fade. Colors become a concept. End it all with 1 big step or blunt force to the head. A hole in my heart. It beats too fast, yet I breath so slow, he says I'm warm but I feel so cold. So as the rain trickles down on the sand, and the waves start to fold. I hold on to the thought that I won't grow old. I need so much time. Fear is just a feeling, but my life as I know it is truly fleeting. I've changed my past. Reshaped it in my palms and sculpted it into a lie. I've averted my eyes from what's real. I kneel in front of my future trapped in the present, begging for forgiveness, pleading an escape. Ice cold tears and stinging cheeks. A heart that doesn't let me speak. I am sorry.
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