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if i could tell you
how much i miss your shadow
at night
when i am asleep

i still wouldn't
I should have kept my feeling locked away
I shouldn't have let you in
I should have kept telling the lie
I shouldn't have showed the marks on my skin
I should have kept crying alone in the dark
I shouldn't have unlocked the door
I shouldn't have told you anything
I should have stayed on the floor
Now the tears stream down my cheek
You said you wouldn't leave me alone
The you let me die like the rest of them
Because of the marks I shouldn't have shown
The thoughts of it getting stronger
But there isn't a quick enough way to leave
Alone until I can find the way out
And there are no lies to believe
Until that time can come
I have to sit and cry
Trapped by my own thoughts
Not wanting to but still trying to die
Breaking the veins and bones
Just to lose a bit of pain
Then the hurt gets worse
So bad that it won't drain
Shattered from trusting
Broken from tears
Heart forever bricked up
So that no one else can hear
Trust now a dream
A wish that won't come true
No clear point in trying
Done with what I've been through
Fine with just dying
And letting it all go
So that I won't have to be afraid
Of letting the emotions flow
Your smile cut me deep
But I needed it more and more
I needed you while I cried
And you left me on the floor
The 9mm at my temple
You didn't notice the red
The splatters on the wall
You never knew I was dead
You took my happiness from me
And left despair in my soul
You robbed me of everything
So I would think you made me whole
To play with my emotions
And make me mark my skin
Is your definition of love
I'm better off without friends
 May 2014 individuality-exists
nv
I think after this break
my body has forgotten how to hold the strain

and that's why I'm tired because all these responsibilities are piled back on with no adjustment


n.v.
People find people
that fit together with them
in this crazy puzzle we call life.
I have been analysing couples lately and the happiest ones seem like they were two puzzle pieces with the exact knobs to fit their significant other. I saw how peoples' heights played into that too. People tended to find the height of their significant other compatible with their own.
L
10w
 May 2014 individuality-exists
L
10w
Who do I cry for anymore?
Myself or lack thereof?
**
Leigh
this kids,
is how you do it

in the mid of the dark hours,
when two am is your new oldest friend
when sleep, your oldest old one,
left town on the midnight train,
taking your peace of mind

though she is far away
lost in dream-thoughts caught,
but only twelve inches close,
granting you an unasked permission,
you ok to stroke her hair,
undisturbing her, yet comforting yourself,
every voice in your temple'd altar praying,
one glorious chorus godly chant:

Oh Lord, what would I do without her?

and you stroke her hair and are saved.


2:51am

May 2014
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