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  Feb 2016 m i a
mariano aponte
An introvert, I am not
I am just alone
Unattached from iniquity
Peace is all I seek
Reflections from adversities
I evaluate with a hardened stance
Nonspecific abandonments
I negotiate with my floodlight
In mental conflict with my soul
I split atoms and debate
Intuition overwhelms me
yet I accept all things out of my control
Like Wonder’s vision and spiritual being
I remain passionate while on my throne
  Feb 2016 m i a
Cherry
They are here with me right now,
visible and vulnerable.
They are here because of you,
or maybe me.
I don't know, I can't tell the difference anymore.
You hurt me, and I hurt me.
Emotional and physical.
A blade or a belt. They hurt.
Self pity or burning words. They hurt.
I've been branded, and now you are mine forever.
Or I am yours forever. I don't know,
I can't tell the difference anymore.
This is personal. I hope people can understand the message I'm trying to send.
m i a Feb 2016
sure we have friends
and family too,
but in the end
it's really only you,
nobody else to
guide you through,

at the end of the day,
when the night comes,
and the light runs away,
it's the demons & the monsters, cue
to attack you, as you lay silently
allowing them to take over you politely,

sure we have friends,
and family too,
but at the end of the day,
you're the only person who can
guide yourself through.
i'm not that type of person, who depends on friends and family to help, or to make me happy. i count on me, and only me. <3
  Feb 2016 m i a
David Lessard
Silence is the sharpest sword of all,
for when it cuts you -
you'll not hear its fall.

Words cannot compare,
to cold silence;
its blank and hollow stare,
its muted violence.

Silence is the sharpest sword of all,
for you can't perceive its call;
it kills the thing that it loves best,
and puts all final things to rest.

All the love is silenced in one stroke,
all's been said and all's been done;
and life plays out its quiet joke,
underneath love's setting sun.

Silence is the sharpest sword of all,
for when it kills you,
you'll not hear its fall.
  Feb 2016 m i a
Karan
Sometimes you tend to form a beautiful thought, overcook it, burn it and leave it alone! Instead, just do it!
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