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Neves Wilson Aug 2013
sharp, sharp is
your life
long and jagged, as a knife,
see the point?
No, you are my sharp
while now we're done
now you're gone, to me.
the blade of life has run its sharp sharp course upon my mind
while now the tip, has broken,
the point is
gone, gone is
our life.
Neves Wilson Aug 2013
come,
come bellowing
down, the sun shall cast
on your frown, my son
your worry's end will
come, come
bellowing
down.
Neves Wilson Jun 2013
The more I love, the more I hurt. But the pain should fade, right?
The more I think about not hurting, the more i hurt, sometimes all night.
If love rules all, and my love's gone, do I rule nothing? do I not rule?
Every great ruler, had seemed to fall, so why would i want to rule anyhow?

Maybe I would feel useful, maybe feel some love, not that fake warm feeling preachers say comes from above.
Love me, as I do you, or don't, it won't matter
ill always remember how hard i wanted to forget how much my love meant nothing,
I'm hurt, but still, I love you even though I know your love for me will never grow.
Neves Wilson Jun 2013
The shadow of my growing pain, will cast upon your helping hand,
But fear not, friend, i'll rise again, until it's meant to be the end.

On the lights, they flicker bright, it's make believe, what we can see,
But turn them off, and hold your breath, for shadows cast the strongest beams.

Get on that horse, the light would say, as dawn would fade the lightest
At the moon's appearence, you see what's real, For shadows are the Brightest.
Neves Wilson Jun 2013
The riverside, a cliff, none of these would do,,
For, an honest man wanting suicide, needs nothing but the truth.

With his foolish words, he digs a hole, tells her shes a keeper,,
With every noble, honest word, he digs himself down deeper.
What is honest, what is right? The honest man decides
To tell it all, the whole, full truth, with his grave beside.

I wonder if tomorrow, were the true day that I died
would she remember me, for at least the fact that i tried...
Neves Wilson Apr 2013
Life is like a connected lie,
every day goes by, we try
We all know, That we lie
Never would we admit, that we all cry.

How would it feel, to feel like you, trapped in your world of acceptance?
I see the true colours masked with your rainbow, Grey it is, through my perception.
I wonder how you cope, with a drink? A smoke? its all the same in the end,
Best to breathe in the thick green smoke, than the poisoned air we all drown in.
Neves Wilson Apr 2013
Why did i ever look? All it took was a glance, i was hooked.
Like a fish out of water, i had no next move, could'nt do it.
It wasn't unlike a story found in the books, As soon as i saw
her beautiful smile, just like that, before i even knew it.

Many a day spent, with nothing to say, just looking.
Taking note of every beautiful feature, kept her in my mind.
Why did my eyes ever catch this creature so sublime, ****!
She said, hello, And Just Like That, I Was Stuck.
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