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Prodigy Jul 2015
On one side there’s fear.
Fear that I’ll die alone
fear that I’ll fall
fear that I’ll fail.
On one side there’s hurt.
Hurt that I’m forgotten.
Hurt that you’re not.
Hurt that I’m ignored.
On one side there’s joy.
Joy at some praises.
Joy at kind words.
Joy I can’t enjoy.
On one side there’s frustration.
Frustration I can’t articulate.
Frustration I can’t fix.
Frustration I can’t escape.
And I’m all boxed in.
Prodigy Jul 2015
Oh how the lies spring sweetly to my lips,
and the falsehoods fly from my fingertips.
Oh how easily I hide behind a screen,
and know that my tears can’t be seen.
Oh, how the words just fall into line,
as I lie, “Don’t worry, it’s fine.”
I'm sorry for venting here. It's the only place I have left where no one I know in real life follows my account.
Prodigy Jul 2015
My feelings swing in circles.

Given no reason,
at first meeting,
I hate everyone.

Given a reason,
and the right person,
I overcome the hate.

Given more reasons,
maybe, just maybe
I begin to love.

Then there's just one reason,
and it tears it all down.
I'm hurt.

Then another reason,
the blade is twisted.
I'm scarred.

Then a final reason,
I stop fighting.
I'm destroyed.

And I end where I began.
Prodigy Jun 2015
Whatever comes, whatever goes
I’ll shout until the whole world knows
that no matter what, no matter where
When it comes to you, I’ll still be there.
The seas may shift, the tide may turn,
but nothing can ever quench the burn
The earth could rise, the sky could fall,
I’ll be right beside you through it all.
And if the night shatters, if the dawn breaks
I’ll hold you through the shivers and shakes.
If the world crumbles and passes away,
know I’ll love you ’til my dying day.
Fictional.
Prodigy Jun 2015
I used to dream about flying.
I’d reach the stars
I’d circle the sun.
I’d overcome gravity,
I’d finally be free.
Now, I’m too afraid of falling.
I’m scared I’ll crash,
I’m terrified to fail.
I’m afraid of regret,
I’m petrified to jump.
And so I stay on the ground.
I hide my feelings,
I conceal my fears.
I disguise my doubts,
I play at satisfaction.
And everyone believes.
Prodigy Jun 2015
I can’t do this.
I can’t give advice
about things I don’t know.
I can’t rip out my heart
and be told to let it go.
I can’t take your whines
about your feelings and ****.
I can’t take your disregard
when it’s I who takes a hit.
I can’t take your confusion
if I don’t want the clarity.
I can’t take the details
about each and every disparity.
I can’t take it to talk
when you won’t listen in return.
I can’t take it to save you
when you’d let me burn.
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