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the blue in the sky
every single time
it has to remind me of your eyes
and it triggers off
everytime you said goodbye
and you only said bye
because I could not handle the lies
that you feeding my mind.
and now
im just stuck here with why

now I hide in the lies
that you planted on me
in such a beautiful way
I fell in love
with each seed that
you may lay

now I'm a beautiful garden
with no one to take care of
any of the flowers
that have bloomed
into something bigger
so each lie you said
may not be as beautiful
because they are dead
but they still stay.
A beautiful girl
With little brown curls
And brown eyes filled with life

A beautiful girl
So small and petite
Of only seven years of age

A beautiful girl
That raises so many questions
And makes you feel sorry

A beautiful girl
Sitting alone
In a psych hospital

BC
Those eyes
Are what keeps me awake

Those eyes
Are what keeps me going

Those eyes
Are what makes me smile

Those eyes
Are what reminds me of good times

Those eyes
Are what reminds me of love

And I just sit here
Beside you quietly
Looking into those eyes
Because they are the only thing
Keeping me sane
In this psych hospital

BC
WOW!
what a time to be alive
what a great place to live
being able to wake up
any morning at 6:30
and be at the beach to see
the beautiful colors God panted
in the sky
over the blue bodies of water
is such a great thing
it is such a great time to be alive!
I love you so much
but I can't be with you.
say the love of my life.

he said "the drugs are
taking me over."
"im sorry"
he said

"my nose is only
red because I'm cold."
said my love.

I said
"please stop ******* up"
he told me
"I love your writing."
"could you write about me?"

I said
"I can only write about the pain I feel."
"and I never want you to cause me pain."

6 months later
all I can write about is
you
and the pain
your love caused me
the thought of him brings so many ugly words to mind that I could turn into a beautiful write.
Electronic tears and pain
Via the telephone line
Depression and open wounds
Bleeding into a strangers listening ear
Pooling as it gathers
And drains into his brain
Telephonic transmission
Of a soul
That flies by wire
Just looking for another soul
To touch with
 Jan 2015 Olivia Peters
Renee
Sick stomach,
food that won't stay down.
Loud music,
drowning out the sound of sniffling.
Pillows damp,
from trying not to scream.
Tired body,
exhausted from doing nothing.
overactive brain,
thinking of way too many things.

Tonight's the night I lose my mind,
it left with all of the people that walked out
of my life tonight,
left me alone,
just simply alone.
No one is around anymore,
but I have my music,
I guess that makes up for it...

Shaking hands,
typing out words that they don't mean.
Heavy eyes,
that won't close.
Shivering body,
freezing under blankets.

I'm sorry I can't do anything for you,
I can't do anything for myself
I'm sorry I'm not good enough for you
I'm not good enough for me either
I'm just a burden to you,
and you finally walked out of my life
Why can't I blame you?
I wouldn't have walked in
you
remind me of a
sunflower

and
sunflowers actually are my
favorite.
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