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 Mar 2014 Nastasja
Jason Nel
Dew
 Mar 2014 Nastasja
Jason Nel
Dew
Pierces of blue
slice through the empty.
Filling them up
with the pain that I truly yearn for.

For now;
plant the seeds
in my pierced wounds.

"I wish"
the rose beds would grow against my pale-tanned flesh.

A soft voice
with a beautiful and willing heart.
A heart
convinced wrong.

Someday I would like to wipe the yellow sky from your outer realm.
And be brave for the solar system.

A product of the false factory.

Factory of norm illuminated by lies.

But all I want is your recognition,
and for you to hold my soft-crystalline-rose-sighs...
 Mar 2014 Nastasja
Ameera Ahmad
My life has changed me from the
Ups and downs,
It feels like I was searching for something,
All year long.
It feels like my sadness is in knots ,
Every time I got hurt another was made.
I never stopped panicking ,
I cried,
Felt emotionless ,
Felt like the world turned against me.
Sometimes I felt completely opposite,
Sometimes I felt like Somebody was punching me and kicking me to finish the end line of the race,
Sometimes it felt like the person wasn’t hurting me but,
Cheering for me to move forward.
It wanted me to be happy.
And I never stopped questioning.
I wondered
What was wrong with me ?
Who do I want to be ?
That if life is a pile jumbled up strings of sadness ,
Then I should be the one to open the strings and never think about what happened.

— The End —