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I fear what I might miss
That day
That night
The girl I might have kissed
But a fear I have not encountered should lay easy on my mind
As this is lifes guidance to a time unwanted
A diary page best left unchartered
Words that I now should never have been muttered
An alternative path to where life will guide
As we tip our toes into the changing of the tides.

Life is short.

Please live it.

JJB
***
I gave you time,
My energy,
I kept clapping even when the crowd went silent  on you ,
I flew through air bridge to and fro like it was my living room,
Waited till 1 am for you, it was risky but for you i said to my self it is worth it,
I lied to everyone because i didn't want anyone to see me like a fool, because i knew i was acting like one by the bro code,. There was nothing i didn't buy that i could afford, shai!!!
So last last na ashawo You da do chinaza?
So na ashawo you be ?
You da do hookup!
****.... I be da take risk for olosho,.
***
Nev 5d
you wre my favorite sound-
all heart,
no rhythm.
a mess of lyrics
i tried too hard to make make sense.

i gave you verses,
melodies stitched from my spine.
sang you through storms,
waited for you
to meet me at the chorus.

but you
kept fading out,
leaving me
with static
and silence.

and now-
you're humming again,
soft,
like maybe you remember the words.
like maybe you finally hear
the song i never stopped playing.

but i don't know
if this is a remix
or a repeat.

because needing you
always felt like singing
into a mic
that wasn't plugged in.

and god,
i don't know if i can
record this pain
again.
This guy has me going crazy and i'm just so scared to get hurt again but I almost think it would be worth it which might make me crazy but life is messy and what have i got to lose?
Please love me right
with kindness that doesn’t fade,
with hands that don’t hurt,
with a heart that remembers
I am here,
waiting
to be known
All I’ve ever wanted.
ac 5d
we’re half way finished
half way there
we’ve almost done it
just two more years

when freshman year started
we couldn’t wait for it to end
but now it’s almost here
i wish we could go back
and do it all again

to fix the mistakes
to say the right things
and to not give my heart
to a boy by who i am hated

i want to be young again
to get back those two years
all i can remember are pain and tears
now we have to plan for the future

we have to plan the rest of our lives
how do you do that?
my life was more together when i was five
i know who i want to be
but i don’t know who i am

i’m only 16
these plans feel to big for me
but we’re half way finished
we’re half way there
we’ve almost done it
just two more years
I’ve grown weary, I’ve grown tired
Of being forced to play this part
In the latest losing production
This B-Movie of yours, out of sorts

All I’ve lately come to know
Is acting out this one role
While you play heroes and villains
This audience is struggling to cope

There never seems to be a script
To go along with the craziness
It’s hard enough to follow
The drunkenness of your ad libs

I’m not looking for a staring role
But neither am I a walk on
I hear there’s a part that’s coming up
In another film so wish me luck

I tire easily of B-Movies
Played out on the streets but not the big screen
As I ride off into the sunset
Let the credits roll behind me

Find someone else for your B-Movie…
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