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Shadowed by ill fit love
un nurtured and bare of fruit
starving for life brought only by the rays of hope
moss covered and stagnant
stifled and subdued by solitude
yearning to be pruned of our dead limbs we wait
we wait for hope to rise, to shine down
that glorious unseen essence that is Love
the heart of all things beautiful and flourishing
strengthening our roots
  transforming us with purpose
crippled we stand and stretch out towards the heavens
with out memory of pain
we grow
we Love
we hope
Another for N.B.  : ')
A supernova signified our end
We flew apart with blazing tempers bold
But now my fire's long gone out, my friend,
And even bitter embers have grown cold

A silent city's summer helped me know
The lonely road of life where friends are spurned
The road where wounded lovers tend to go
To gaze at shores beyond their bridges burned

The echoes of our violent final words
Have drowned the love-filled chorus of our years
How can I break the silence you've preferred
And reach across the void to dry your tears?

How can the strength of friends so long professed
So quickly fall— and oh, so soundly rest?
Should I be dead,
'Cause I always wonder why,
Why's this in my head,
Why am I even alive.

Should I be here,
'Cause I'm always feeling hurt,
Nothing here is clear,
Everything is all blurred.

Should I be in love,
Or just keep on breaking,
When she's in my blood,
But the blood's escaping.

Should I be writing,
'Cause most don't like it,
Other think it's lightning,
Relating to how I write it
**** Her and **** Him.

        **** life and **** the world.

        **** living and **** this air I inhale.

        **** it all and **** the small.

        **** everything and **** the swine.

        **** the good and **** the bad.

        **** the right and **** the wrong.

        **** the sun and **** the moon.

        **** the past and **** the unknown.

        Just lose it. Lose control and lose center. Lose it all and drop. This is the ******* fall.

        **** hope and **** desire.

        **** the drink and **** the job.


        **** it, you'll mess up.

        **** it, you won't survive.

        **** it, they've won.


        **** this mind and **** my slumber. **** the awakening and **** this hating.

        **** my thoughts and **** my words, **** my eyes and **** my lips, **** the pain that is on a continuous drip.

        **** my legs I walk no more. **** my arms I reach no longer. **** my core I'm rotting from the inside out.


        **** the movement and **** the sounds.

        **** my racing pulse and **** my trembling foot.

        **** my tightened jaw and **** my twisted brows.

        **** my nails gripping hard and **** my ears still hearing sound!


        **** every inch, **** this flesh.
I can't have it
and you can't have it
and we won't
get it

so don't bet on it
or even think about
it

just get out of bed
each morning

wash
shave
clothe
yourself
and go out into
it

because
outside of that
all that's left is
suicide and
madness

so you just
can't
expect too much

you can't even
expect

so what you do
is
work from a modest
minimal
base

like when you
walk outside
be glad your car
might possibly
be there

and if it is-
that the tires
aren't
flat

then you get
in
and if it
starts--you
start.

and
it's the damndest
movie
you've ever
seen
because
you're
in it--

low budget
and
4 billion
critics

and the longest
run
you ever hope
for
is

one
day.
Me,
a word describing a young girl, Always looking for a non existent love, and always damaged after the partnership ends. A girl that always finds her flaws, and has never been able to walk around with confidence, and a smile on her face. Her sadness has overcome her and has turned her into a machine that destroys her physical appearance as well as her emotional being, and only the ones that broke her heart could fix this.
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