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pluviophile Oct 2017
the last time i said thank you to you
i said thank you for nothing

but i can thank you now
thank you for teaching me what not to be
pluviophile Oct 2017
broken promises lined you lips
as you spoke out more

your promises are like a drug
they make everything okay
but only for a moment
leaving me even more broken

your tongue spits out fire
burning the skin on my heart

you give me fear
to ever fall in love again

to ever make a promise again
pluviophile Oct 2017
daddy used to call me his little warrior
his little princess
his little mulan

princesses have happy endings
so i will have mine too
right?

mulan finds the love of her life
she saves her homeland
my best friend just fell in love with someone else

i stare at my reflection
showing who i am inside
through my smiling facade
all i see is condensed sadness
i see tears

today we learned about the real mulan
she killed herself

i hold a knife
i am my father's princess
but princesses don't all get happy endings

steel meets flesh
blood meets earth
pluviophile Oct 2017
she was a child
and she got sick
she lost all of her hair
the crown to her head

years later
she rips off her wig
and dances to the world
the inspiration was a friend. she's bald, after getting cancer when she was young, yet she shows off her head without any embarrassment, and is an incredible dancer. if she can do it, why can't we reveal our true selves to the
world too? she' an inspiration~
pluviophile Oct 2017
it was a normal day
too normal for visions
but he told me what he saw
red figures dragging me down to hell
in chains
the flickers of fire
as vivid and bright as the devil's eyes
i'm a step away from the pit
pulling me
only god's will is holding me up
then an angel descends
helps me up
and brings me away
i wasn't christian then
i didn't understand

two years later
i am standing at the line between life and death
a silver knife in my hand
but i remember those around me
in my hazy thoughts of hatred
i thought people cared
i remember what he said
and angel pulling me away from hell
it'd changed my life

he is truly a messenger from god
pluviophile Oct 2017
when i poured out my heart
and got pain in return
i loved too deep
god, i never learn
i cry my tears forever
to no one's concern
and i am betrayed
the angry pain that burns
pluviophile Oct 2017
she's a beauty
the midnight of stars with a stream of galaxy
she's breathtaking
as breathtaking as the shower of gold
she's a mystery
like the deep waters, dark and dangerous
she's platinum
precious that doesn't rust away
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