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 Apr 2015 Rae Wolfe
Ash Saveman
200
 Apr 2015 Rae Wolfe
Ash Saveman
200
She says 60
I say 200

Beautiful

Waiting

Nothing

Trying again

Spiraling downwards

Pain is building

Torment

When will this end?

I just want to see her

She says 60
I say 200

I just want to tell her once more

One last time to call her mine

Beautiful

Smart

She did it

Did what I couldn't

Longing

Writing

Waiting

She says 60
I say 200

One last time

This is it

Last call

Last cry

I can't take it

Suffering

Loosing

Tears streaming

Blood oozing

I failed like always because
She is the 200
And I can't even make the 60
Tears of pure, from a life unfair.
For she who knows, of sorrow and sadness,
Shall forever awaken from this nightmare,
And exit this realm of eternal madness.

A world shrouded in perpetual night.
Sitting here as i patiently wait,
For someone to save me from the fading light.
Hoping thy savior shan't arrive too late.

The ever growing sadness inside your soul,
Everything making it increasingly hard to cope.
For you to be happy is my only goal,
To change the trajectory of this saddening *****
 Apr 2015 Rae Wolfe
Clare
I try to think
Of a million things
To avoid one thought
That is you.
And yet,
It's like reaching out
of a swamp.

The more I try
to get free
The deeper I fall.
 Apr 2015 Rae Wolfe
Riot
i waited
 Apr 2015 Rae Wolfe
Riot
i waited for you to see it
i waited for you to care
i waited at your doorstep
to find that you weren't there

i waited for you to hear me
in the deepest parts of my soul
while you waited for me to speak
i waited for you to say so

i waited for you to notice
the smile i'd always fake
i waited for you to see it
i waited til i'd fade

i waited for years and years
for you to look through my lies
i waited for you to see it
everything i'd hide in my eyes

i waited for you to see it
i waited for you to care
i waited at your doorstep
*and found that you moved somewhere
 Apr 2015 Rae Wolfe
AuburnRose
Sick
 Apr 2015 Rae Wolfe
AuburnRose
I am sick.
But not in the way that you think.
I do not have measles or mumps,
nor cough or flu.
I do not have stomach pains nor food poisoning,
don't have a headache making me feel blue.

I am plagued with humanity.
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