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 Nov 2016 Samuel Hesed
AB
Good
 Nov 2016 Samuel Hesed
AB
How are you?
Good.
How are you feeling?
Good.

It's so **** easy to just say "good".
To hide a lifetime of worry and fear
In one simple word.
The alternative is...
Harder.
The truth
Unbearable.

To look at someone and say
"I'm worried about money"
"I haven't been feeling so good lately"
"I have fears about where my life is headed"

It's easier to say
"I'm good"
But it's not true.
I feel now, more than ever, that I need to put everything into words. I'm too scared to let my thoughts just ramble about in my head. If I make them words then I can face them.
What's the difference,
between sunshine and rain...

Is it feelings of joy,
or is it feelings of pain...

Like the clouds in the sky,
or the coral in the sea....

Can I find that life,
with you and me....

Is it trials and tribulations,
or is the verdict already taken...

Can god show forgiveness,
or has satan only been faking...
 Nov 2016 Samuel Hesed
LeV3e
Rotting as the Wheel turns
Watching as the fields burn
Flesh is falling down from heavens
Graces never known by man, but
Devils rip and tear at fire
Breathing smoke and
Hanging rope a'
Round my ankle cause I
Think its time to reconsider
Our positioning between
Reconciliation and...yet another *******.

Bet a dollar that you scream
When the seas all fill with cesium
Call the Father to the scene but
We can't clean up the chemical, so
I'll continue bleeding out my eyes
Eyes can't see their own demise
Look through me as we decay
Together in lifeless harmony.
 Nov 2016 Samuel Hesed
LoveIsReal
Emotions are strong
My heart isn't
One more mistake
And I'll crumble
I'm not as strong as i use to be
More pain then ever on top of me
Shaking and Crying all night long
Tired of the tear stains on the pillow
i'm going to tell you a pathetic truth
i'm getting over you,
and i feel guilty for it

i feel guilty for acknowledging the sprouting feelings
for another man
who is nothing like you
and it feels so nice, i feel like i should be ashamed of it
i can feel myself changing,
like the phases of the moon
hiding the side of my face i called my good side
because it was the cheek you kissed
when we began and ended

i always thought i was lucky, you know
if i even got to feel this way once
and you were my once
and i had decided it was enough
and we ended
i had decided it was enough

the mere thought of experiencing this again
restarting
reintroducing
refalling
however many times it takes to get it right
twists my heart up

because i wanted to get it right the first time
and with you

and i'm starting to care less
and that feels wrong
which might make no sense
because this is probably good and supposed to happen

but i don't think i can take having something so good again
and not being sure i get to keep it this time

because what if it doesn't work out
and even scarier,
what if it does
 Nov 2016 Samuel Hesed
karleigh
the song is over
and i think within the silence
what would the world be without music...

silence
becomes too loud
with the absence of a melody
so let's make it ourselves
play the world a song
of yourself
for within the silent man
exists a genius mind
pure in passion
he plays
to break the silence
to mend the world

so we sing in chorus
"we are the world"
and so we are
Fem
I did not ask to enter this world a female,
but it's what God granted me.
I did not ask to be regulated by hormones,
but it is what is expected of me.
I did not ask for this child,
that was forced upon me late one night.
I did not ask for this judgement,
that is so easily handed out.
I did not ask to be called 'baby',
by that man on the subway.
I did not ask for the opinions of my weight,
which are so casually thrown about.
I did not ask for a smaller salary,
due to the genitalia I was provided.
But this is the life I was given, and so I find my tribe.
I find other women who grant me peace and protection.
I advocate for women whose voices are not heard.
I fight for my future daughters.
I protest the hate.
I protest the inequalities.
I protest for our Mother, Earth.
I protest, and I stand, and I cry.
My ****** is my home.
My womb is my decision.
My body my choice.
Moon rise over Secombe
Where's the supermoon?
No bigger than ****** normal
In a ***** orange gloom

The biggest moon for years!
They said all over the news
And hidden in the clouds up there
like a torch with a failing bulb.

It's supposed to be romantic
For lovers to bathe beneath
Get naked and romantic!
Not here you'll ****** freeze

All the scousers watching
Looking for a glimpse
"My ****" said a voice in the crowd
Let's get a fecking drink.
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