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oakley May 2016
no matter how many times you say it
"i need you"
doesn't hold a candle to
"i love you"
and no matter how much
you needed me
you never really loved me
oakley Apr 2016
it was never supposed to be you
                                           but you were the only one who cared
                                   now it's you i go to
     half of what i write is for you
                                        and  you are what i wish for when i click my heels
it's like everything aligned...
                            to bring me you
oakley Dec 2015
i wished i was dead
i got my wish
i died
now, I want nothing more
than to feel
than to live
oakley Feb 2016
planets will spin in circles,
waves will crash upon rocks,
lights will cross the sky,
with or without me.

rain will fall and vapor will rise,
stars will collapse and explode,
evergreens will live and die,
with or without me.

worlds will turn,
matter will remain,
life will go on,
with or without me.
oakley Oct 2015
Behind my eyes lies a world,
A distorted fantasy,
A dystopia,
A twisted, broken wonderland.

A dark, dead wood,
Filled with sorrows,
And forgotten dreams,
Rotting away in dying trees.

The icy wind chills my bones
And stings my skin.
The heavy scent of death
Forces its way into my lungs.

Creatures in the dark
Sing their broken melodies.
I cover my ears and close my eyes.
“We’re all mad here”, they assure me.

The crescent moon bares its teeth,
Shining its sickly glow,
Blocked from the ground only by
The ominous shadows of the towering trees.

I sometimes feel someone behind me,
Or see something lurking in the dark.
And sometimes I’m alone in this forest of darkness.
I don’t know which one scares me more.

They tell me it’s all in my head.
Of course they’re right,
But that doesn’t make this terrible wonderland
Any less real.
oakley Oct 2015
I tried to comfort you,
With words
As transparent
As the tears streaming down your face,
As empty
As the dead leaves,
Scattered by November winds,
As clouded
As the pillars of cigarette smoke,
Slowly spreading their sickly sweet scent,
As fake
As the mask of someone a masquerade ball,
A meaningless, plaster facade.
With words
Easily washed away,
Blown away,
Covered by smoke,
Covered by a mask,
I tried to comfort you.
oakley Apr 2016
whether it's a jagged gasp
between sheets
of a queen sized bed,
perfect handwritten letters
between sheets
of notebook paper,
the words
"i love you"
don't mean anything
to him anymore.
oakley Apr 2016
but i am the one thing you could stand to lose
oakley Dec 2015
You're falling apart
but you still take the time
to make sure
I'm ok.

You're bleeding to death
but you still take the time
to bandage
my cuts.
  
You're dangling off the edge
but you still take the time
to talk me down
when I start step over.

You're falling apart
but you still take the time
to make sure
I'm ok.

— The End —