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I still recall what you said.
" I need something else,with someone else."
Each letter a dagger.
Makes my heart weaker every time I think about it.
"Try not to think about it." Everyone says.
I wish it was that easy.
I'm not same person as before.
Even since this morning I've changed.
I used to wake up and think " what would you want me to do?"
Now I really don't give a ****.
Because I'm doing me.
You left at my worst , and I'd be a fool to let that stop me from becoming my best.
Don't bother coming back, if you ever think to.
This isn't some hopeful note you'll see, and magically come back.
I don't believe in your magic anymore.
Where did they go.
The pen and paper have run away.
Words don't want to rhyme any more.
Maybe I should take a couple of days.
All the silence does not mean
You are alone,
It is the world waiting for you
To listen;
And in the darkness you are
Found by the light
Of your hope.

And in the tears of your
Pain you are born,
There you become stronger
And it creates order.

Pick up your flesh as your spirit
Lifts,
And speak your happiness
As if the tip of your tongue
Was the mountain's peak
Speaking at the sky,
The burden is a caged bird
And only the conscious can set
It free.
And sing to yourself so that
You know you are never alone
In your body.

Know that your crazy is beautiful
Because it makes you YOU,
Wear your skin like
Your cozy blanket and cuddle
In the warmth of yourself.
     You are not broken,
But scattered like the night
With pieces like stars shining,
    Open your pain and yourself
To the wound of the world and heal
Whatever you choose.
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