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woolgather Sep 2017
I fear
That no one would know;
When I'll die and lay down;
They'd just let go

I fear
That when I stop caring
That's when you'll start;
I know how hard it is hurting

I fear
When my tears would stop
Yours will start flowing;
Then momentum would suddenly drop

I fear
When I stop feeling
Is when you'll give yours;
Senseless dying

I fear
When I start speaking
Truth I try to keep;
You'll start leaving

I fear
My heart split,
Love detested;
A thousand slits.

I fear
Wounds felt;
Blood spilled;
Damage dealt

I fear
Scars that may be seen;
Say words that sting more;
Even to eyes never keen

I fear
That you'll never see this

I fear
That you'll never notice

I fear
That you don't know how much I want you to be the one to save me;
How selfish.

I fear
How much I fear
How much it hurts
How much it ravages;

I fear
I'll never stop fearing;
Without anyone knowing,
*How much I need saving
Asthma and depression and heartbreak really are a good mix huh
woolgather Sep 2017
I wish I could've put
A capo on 4
So that we can sing the tune
That felt so real before;

Or maybe it should've been
The capo on 7;
The pitch when we fought
And decided to call it even.

An unlikely key,
A capo on 3,
Can't decide if I should be relieved
Or hurt when you left me.

I wish I should've gone
Like the capo on 1,
An unfulfilling venture;
A bitter Love's run.
I don't know where this came from
  Sep 2017 woolgather
Mims
"Who is the person that you write about? And picture so elegantly?"

*its never just one person, bits and pieces mostly
  Sep 2017 woolgather
nivek
Birds must look in wonder, and think, "whatever happened to their wings"
woolgather Sep 2017
12:27.

A **** holy time when my mind shouldn't be thinking of such things;

Yet here I am,

Frail and desolate.

An uneasy heart and a volatile head;

I could just explode.

I could just cease.

I, I could just—

Never mind.

Never mind not knowing.

Never mind not being here for me.

You,you couldn't listen anyways.

At least you'd keep me company.

Just like a room dim lit.
I don't know if I spew out real words

But

I still miss you

Even if you remember me as a last resort
woolgather Sep 2017
Listening to my own noise;

Foolish.

Craving help,

Yet never asking.

As I see your world;

I might just stain it,

Take away time and waste it.

I'm being left behind;

It ain't your fault.

Don't bother.

I'm not worth anything, anyway.

With hapless weight at the other end of the chain,

Fallen down,* forgotten.

**It would be nice if it was at least remembered.
Don't bother finding the first one
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