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Dreams sustain
The life inside our brains
So sing yourself a lullaby
Take some deep breaths
Let your brain sigh
It is so hard
To let your mind relax
Responsibilities of life
Pile up in the brain in stacks
Under the stacks
Deep inside our brains
Peace awaits
Relax, let it go
On a voyage of dreams
To maintain
 Apr 2015 Roman Four
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Willow
 Apr 2015 Roman Four
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I wouldn't leave
I would hold you
When the last day comes
What if you need me?
Won't you hold me?
On the last day, our last day.
 Apr 2015 Roman Four
Mari
Dear stupid useless emotions,
I hate you
with a burning passion.
Passion, why are you even around?
All you do is make me over sensitive on my worst days
quickly wearing on my thinly stretched mind.
Hate why do I rely on you so much?
I swear you are the one I turn to the most.
You surround me in a comforting blanket of fire.
I love and hate you.
Love, you do nothing but cause me pain and yet just like Hate
you make me feel warm.
Jealousy, you are the monster that lives in me.
I try to escape you, but you follow this hollow soul of mine
no matter where it runs to.
Lust, you aren’t even on my radar.
Sure you make me
infatuated with people
but the thing is I don’t really care who you like or want me to like,
it’s not happening.
Fear, I have a few words for you. Get the **** out.
I fear nothing.
Pride, what the hell are you doing?
You take over my mind seeping into my crevices
and I can’t truly get over you.
You turn me into one of the ****** bags I always despised.
Wrath, you seem to make up the very essence of my being and I hate it.
I hate you but you protect me like no one else can.
How do I live with you?
How do I live with the knowledge of your darkness?
Wrath and Pride,
you turn me into the monster I swore I’d never be.
You protect me and push everyone away before they can even
glimpse the real me.
Protecting my heart and all it’s secrets.
Protecting the me behind the mask.
Dear stupid useless emotions,
I need you the way I need air to breathe, to keep my heart beating,
to stay alive.
Just. One. More. Day
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Eris
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 Apr 2015 Roman Four
Eris
Are you blind?
Can you not see?
That I am being hurt by thee

Are you deaf?
Can you not hear?
The screams that yell "my dear"

Are you mute?
Can you not speak?
Because all I see are walls of brick

Are you numb?
Can you not feel?                          
My love for you is real*

                                                          ­                              To you I long to show
                                                            ­         Your words that bleed and blow
                                                            ­                   I long to make you listen    
                                                      ­          To keep me in your arms of heaven
                                                          ­                             To you I wish to speak
                                                           ­         Of words of mine, not to be bleak
                                                           ­                           I long to make you feel
                                                            ­                            Love with all its thrill
                                                          ­                         Maybe then we'd be free
                                                            ­                   From our hearts' animosity
Life is so delicate,
Delicate to such as a flower,
Endowing it's beauty to others,
that they may understand the truth,
that there is no such thing as a dull life,
but truly, colorfully made as
delicate as can be for you and me.
Him
I'm staring at you,
behind your back,

My hands touching yours,
trembling,
quivering,
as it glides across yours,
when we're carrying the speakers from my car,

I look across the hall,
and there you are,
making me want you more and more.

I've never met a guy like you before.
You're everything I wanted
but, you shoot for the stars,
never looking back.

And there I was left aside , left staring, left caring.
Without a clue in the world, that maybe you've overlooked me.
I'm the girl you'll look at once
but, never twice.
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