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Jul 2014
I prayed to the moon to raise the tides,
I begged the soil to bury my pain
I cried to the heaven “Please, heal his deep bites”
If only I knew you ran deep in my veins.
Scratched my skin ‘til I bled,
Walked my feet till they’re dead;
Broke my bones, pierced my heart
Took my sanity, you
And sent me back to the start.
It might have been the sun
Might have been distance or planes
Whatever it is I would walk it in days.
This place is hopeless,
And now I feel so worthless,
Giving me time to forget
You’re staying calm and so voiceless.
I don’t know where you hide,
Or how you spend my nights
Let me go, let me out
No longer want to be yours.
Give me back my own god,
Return strength to my bones.
I get so desperate sometimes
I don’t want to inhale
The same air that you breath
Wish to forget your full name.
I welcomed Death in my arms
Believing it Was my friend
And I still think it is so
To a certain extent extent.
Ryan Nyberg
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