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 Oct 2015 mrmonst3r
Eliot York
Under the orange
street lights
it's 3am

Longing to find him,
she skulks alone
in the dark

And as London sleeps
her cries go unheard
by all but one
The other night, I woke up to the calls
of a red fox outside of my window. They sounded
something like http://youtu.be/gVLvw-LhWyQ
 Oct 2015 mrmonst3r
Candy Noire
I tried to fall asleep
But I couldn't let you leave
My head is filled with memories
Unwinding...torturing me
I walked the room for answers
Searching underneath my skin
Punched a wall but it didn't hurt as much
As it did when you left me

I can't love any more
I can't love me like you did
Does it even make sense?
To say I want you out of my head
But I want you back in my chest
And when you reach me
Even if it's in another place, another time
I don't know what you'll say when you see me
I don't know if you'll remember my eyes

I let go of the drugs
But I couldn't forget about us
My armours up more than ever
Cause I have no one to protect me now
I moved away to the coast
Tried to find some calmness in the waves
I still sit in bed for hours
Wondering if your life's better without me

Chorus

You couldn't handle the pressure
Of walking in my shoes
And when it came down to it
I guess you had nothing to lose
(Except me. Except me.)
You're so stuck in your ways
Why the **** did I think you'd change?
I guess I need to grow some spine
To get you off my mind.
I don't have nearly enough bravery to look her straight in the eye, I've only ever had enough bravery to laugh at the memories that lie around each nook and cranny.
But the dark only grows darker in every twisted little rabbit hole, it's a quiet colorless feeling that makes everything so entirely pointless. The kind of feeling that makes you fear that there is nothing beyond death.
It keeps happening
The dreams keep coming
Seeing my life
But not my life
Im not there
No tears are shed
Im cold and dead
I keep waking up...
With tears on my face
 Oct 2015 mrmonst3r
kairos
the waves
 Oct 2015 mrmonst3r
kairos
the waves
of the sea

the tides
of emotions
washing over me,
washing over me.
over my head,
until i can't hold on anymore.

clouds of thoughts
bouncing around,
bouncing,
clouding my brain
with voices.
the voices.

whispers in my ear,
whispers everywhere,
haunted
not by ghosts
but by myself,
myself.

i shall try to love my crooked neighbor,
oh the crookedness,
with my crooked heart
my crookedness
crooking my view of the world

my crooked tides,
the crooked sea.

the crookedness of us all.
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