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 Jul 2015 Qisya
SomeoneSomewhere
I search for anonymity
trying hard to avoid any bright, loud spotlights.
I strive to remain invisible
finding comfort in not being scrutinized too closely.
I struggle not to be found
for I feel such sweet melancholy
at being lost.
 Jul 2015 Qisya
Jo
Lost
 Jul 2015 Qisya
Jo
i am just a lost soul
searching
for meaning
waiting
to be set free
*aren't we all?
 Jul 2015 Qisya
Simply Lost
Lost
 Jul 2015 Qisya
Simply Lost
I really just want to cry,
Just let it all out.

I don't know why
I feel this filled with doubt.

I'm kind of done
And I no longer see the fun
In prolonging this pain.

There's nothing I could do..
I just can't keep sane.

And

As I look around,
I see smiles,
Hear laughs
which makes me wonder...
How these people can live without breaking a sweat.

It's pretty inspiring they can stay
This strong ...
I used to be strong,
But then I grew weak
And ended up doing the wrong
That shan't be speaked.

Since then I have started to pray
Every single day for his help
To get me through this horrid phase.

But...I guess I don't pray hard enough
Or
Have a big enough faith.

So...
The reality,I assume,is
I'm forever lost in this place.
 Jul 2015 Qisya
Lost
Time
 Jul 2015 Qisya
Lost
You're a ticking time bomb with a tight grip on my arm
We sunk down into the deepest end of the ocean
It's only seconds until we blow up
I can't breathe
And your eyes look like they're falling asleep
Two different creatures finding the nothingness at the bottom of the ocean
In the silence of the water, we will perish
And the rest of the world will hear nothing
 Jul 2015 Qisya
Lost
Lost
 Jul 2015 Qisya
Lost
Lost, within the vast expanse of time and space,
in the never ending story that is life.
Lost, with no sense of direction, and no star to guide,
haunted by fear, and blinded by pride.
Lost, in the darkness forever searching
for a time that will never come.
Lost, in false friendships, don't know who to trust,
open your secrets, then left in the dust.
Lost, with many decisions still left unmade,
things long forgotten that lead you astray.
Lost, in your thoughts unable to bare,
adrift in confusion found unaware.
Lost, amid the sea of lies and clouds of deceit,
endlessly drifting into the unknown.
Lost, in the carefree world of the past,
not sure of your future, unclear of your path.
Lost, yet your flame still burns,
just wait, the tables will turn.
 Jul 2015 Qisya
Joe Cole
Hope
 Jul 2015 Qisya
Joe Cole
A strip of barren land
Stark, forbidding
But I sat there and watched a flower grow
Bringing a bright splash of colour
To this dead land
Bringing a bright splash of hope
To a world sinking into the darkness
 Jul 2015 Qisya
Jen Grimes
Fresh grass kisses my cheek
I inhale the earth’s scent
And feel the buzzing ground

Seeds root up from the soil
Leaves laugh in the breeze
And I try to exhale the sound

Birds make a call
Out to red bellied mates
I crush the dirt in my hands

I watch you dip
Your toes in the river
And hope stems from every branch

When our bodies converge
I taste the sun
And a mist begins to emerge

We branch apart
You’re breath’s like pine
And I become a drop in the earth
 Jul 2015 Qisya
AMcQ
-Cosmic-
 Jul 2015 Qisya
AMcQ
Ever look to the night sky beyond tiring windscreen wipers?
They screech, exasperated by an army of droplets hurtling downwards.
Ever lean on the dashboard gazing upwards into the downpour?
Constant and linear; like how stars zoom past spaceships in old movies.
A whole universe of dazzling stars.
That's how she lived; her aura a universe peppered with light.
Light forever radiating towards captivated eyes.
Oh, she loved with a love unparalleled.
 Jul 2015 Qisya
-marcesibleghost
The days where emptiness meets me are becoming endless.

Endless is not precise on a scale of time, but what would have you done if you knew time was nonexistent? What would have you done if you knew nothing could stop you? Nothing would veer to crush you? I wonder. But wondering never got me anywhere, and that’s why I’m still here.

Asking the stars for guidance is forgetting about the sun, then cursing the sky for darkness as you deny daytime. If it makes it better for those who are victims of the same disease, don’t hesitate looking at the vast of space knowing we all sleep under the same ******* sky.
If we sleep at all.
That's me, pure fragility
Been broken and put back together too many times
Honestly, the lines are getting weaker
And the cracks take so much less
To shatter the shards into pieces
Of broken heart

I'm too fragile to handle any more pain
And too hurt to hold on
When there's nothing to gain
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