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Nikita May 2015
Why am I here?
To get a job?
To have kids?
To get money?

What comes after that?
When my children leave home
When I retire
When money no longer matters

Do I just rot?
Did my life have any meaning?

I don't want to be like this.
And to be completely honest
Im scared

Scared of the future.
Nikita May 2015
| I wish I could go back |
|Go back and relive some of the best|  
| days of my life |
Nikita May 2015
You say your there for me
But why do I feel so alone
Nikita May 2015
Broken  bodies
Twisted  necks
Eyes  wide  open
Car  in  a  wreck*

Metal curved and embedded into the tree as though mother nature herself had engulfed the vehicle whole

Shards of glass pierced through skin
The hum of birds start to sing

Help is too far
There was never enough time

Breathless
Lifeless
They lay stone cold and stiff
Fingers entwined with one another

They may have died
But I doubt their love did.
Be careful and drive safe ♥
Nikita May 2015
Why
Red hair
Bright smile
Green eyes
Could stare for awhile
Sweet and kind
A strange yet intriguing mind

Yet I still back away
Afraid and scared
Step by step I move away gently

Why
Why can't I take a chance
Why am I so afraid to take his hand and dance

Somethings off
So I keep on backing away
Waiting for the day I'm not afraid to stay
Nikita May 2015
Blankets
Movies
Hot chocolates

My day was so chill until I got home and turned on the news
Death, death, politics, sports, death.

It made me realise how lucky I really am
To live in a safe home, with friends, familys, food and no war

For that I'm grateful.
Always appreciate what you have ♥
Nikita May 2015
Insecurity is looking into the mirror
And seeing a different person than everyone else sees.
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