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Ranger Mar 2016
Dark creature
How do I say
Longing
And cold
This thing
You have become
Brutal
Fighter
This is not you
Not what you were
Scared and in pain
Hurting every day
This was not life
Not your way
But lost
And alone
This was what you
Had to do
To get through
Day after day
I forgive you
Ranger Feb 2016
What does not **** you
Scars you
I lesson carved in flesh and soul
The pain fades leaving a road map
of life
Tales of adventure and broken hearts
And the memory of days long past
And I say
This THIS IS ME
and no one can steal this
I am scared
I am proud of the failures I have made
and the mistakes I have gotten up from only
to make again
~
My Scars
My Story
My Life
~
In the end I smile
And remember the little things
That makes my life me
Sitting here thinking of my life. My past and my collection of storys written in my skin and soul and remembering little things. And even some days I miss little things I know I am on top of the world because I never gave up on my self and those who believe in me. I have scars. they will never heal but the pain is gone and honestly I am better for it
Ranger Jan 2016
My failure
My fault
I never knew I could fall so far
And destroy my own world
Why and how's a blur
But the pain remains
The Pain worse then any other
Is the fear of loosing you
Your love and
My world
Sabina my love
I truely do not deserve you
Ranger Jan 2016
Of all the words to say
Of all the things I can do
A whisper
Or a painting of you
In the end
A single thought
A frame of emotion
Love
To you
Sabrina
Ranger Jan 2016
Sometimes
I see something
That reminds me of you
A memory of your blue eyes
Invading my mind
And I look back at my path
The one we walk
And I smile remembering you
Not as a stray thought almost forgotten
Nor the broken heart of a bleeding sunset
But as a friend who once walked beside me
Long ago
Ranger Dec 2015
Blade dragging across my flesh
Faster and faster
Swift and steady
Not feeling a thing
Dancing as it tares my skin
Drops of blood
Like tear drops tricking down
Black blood
Cold and dead
With out feeling
No pain or joy
A hallow doll
Able to feel nothing
But relief
Ranger Dec 2015
The pity of a thing so cold
A whistling wind flowing through its
Lifeless core
A howling scream no one hears
Speaking of life lost that never was
An emptiness that will never be filled
No one sees in the chest the rot
Of memory's once loved
Now turned poison
Withered and dark
Lifeless and cold
No one sees the heart
That is dead

The grave born heart
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