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 Dec 2017 Natalia
Lior Gavra
Secrets create,
Enemies and friends.
Can start new trends.
Reveal new tech.
Endanger peace.
Turn blue to red.
Secret whispers.

Secrets welcome.
Extra income.
Conditional love.
Regretful outcomes.
Emotional sin.
The hidden grin.
Secret whispers.

Secret sounds.
Entrapped inside.
Craves to be found.
Results in lies.
Eats till it dies,
Till realized.
Secret whispers, do not hide.
 Dec 2017 Natalia
Jey Blu
There is a pain
Inside my mind
Much like a migraine
Inside my mind
The pain isn't physical, it's
Inside my mind
At least it used to be solely
Inside my mind
I cut to match the pain
Inside my mind
I now have scars to match
Inside my mind
My leg is a canvas for the thoughts
Inside my mind
Writer's block finally passed thanks to Frederick <3 Thank you for helping me and I hope we can become great friends
 Dec 2017 Natalia
Jey Blu
My leg is a canvas
As I've said before
A canvas to showcase my pain
To show the scars that exist in my mind
Brought to life and close to death
By my brush that is a blade
My pulsing red life
My blood becomes my ink
I write my story in these sharp strokes
My heart is my muse
The pain my motivation
And death is my only buyer
 Dec 2017 Natalia
Jey Blu
Don't
But it helps
Not for long
But it does for now
You'll have scars
My scars tell my story
But there's so much pain involved
I'm already in pain anyways
Won't you regret it?
No, I only regret holding out this long
What will your mother say?
I don't give a ****. She had her chance.
What will the world say?
They can say what they want. I'm done
 Dec 2017 Natalia
Domagoj
Angels are dead,
Roaming through darkness,
Everything is now silent

You can't feel my pain,
Our voices are eaten by wind,
Understand me?!

Sorrow as my morning sun,
Tears like drizzling rain,
Insecure, I walk alone,
Let me be, you love me,
Let me live, you hate me.

Holding myself before death,
Evenings are too dark,
Reality is broken mirror,
Everyone cut themself..
 Dec 2017 Natalia
Nura
Insomnia
 Dec 2017 Natalia
Nura
Heavy days and sleepless nights -
Vicious circle of my life.
I spend all my time in doubts,
Nothing fills my empty mind.

Haven’t chosen the right ladder,
Don’t know which deceit to preach.
What I have will never matter, What I want is out of reach.
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