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Chiffa Jul 2014
Why do so many people
have to experience
the pain of a
broken heart?

Why do we hurt each other?
We all get hurt.
We all have feelings.
We're all human.

But then i start to wonder,
why people even bother.

It's possible to get hurt.
Why fall in love?
Is there a point to it?
Is it really worth it?

But then again
i've never felt the pain
of falling in or out of love.

What's it like?
Does your heart really soar?
Do you really feel like forever?
Is it really a wonderful as it sounds?

What's it like?
Can you really feel your heart break?
Does it really make the world dark?
Do you really ever get over it?

i don't have the will
to put anymore faith in it.
what's the point
in believing in love
if it will break you apart?

i don't ever want to fall
in or out of love.
Hopefully i won't
ever feel it.

But then again;

what point has the world
come to where a teenage girl
fears falling in love?
Chiffa Jul 2014
Sometimes i wonder
  if i'm living a dream
     but if i live a dream
   then what happen
(what would it be like)
    if i suddenly woke up?
    
     Would i be living
      in a world forgotten by
       people stuck in dreams?

         Or would i "die" in
          the dreamt-up world and live once
           more in the other?

               Or would the world just
                shatter and leave me alone
               in dark loneliness?

            And what if i died
           (and died for real) then what would
          become of my soul?

       Would i float around
      or be punished forever
     or just disappear?

     Maybe the reason
   i have fear of death
is because i don't
really know what
will happen
    when i
       die.

     *(why?)
Chiffa May 2014
i act like you don't
bother me, but inside you
make me want to cry.
  May 2014 Chiffa
furies
My life
is made up of
interesting lives.
People that seem
to always be in
motion, doing
and experiencing life
and all that it offers.
I merely sit and observe
from behind the railings,
Yearning to join in,
But having not the courage
That would be needed to
Step away from my life
Into the one I wish I had.
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