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  Dec 2014 Sara
Scot Powers
Sitting by the window
on a lonely summer night
watching as the sun began
dropping out of sight
staring at my cup
reflecting on the times
I reach for the bottle
filled with spirits,love and lies

I've walked
beneath the shadows of the trees
I've bathed in the sunlight
the warm waves washed me clean
I put myself in the shoes
of all that I do meet
a mile is the measure
humble pie is what I eat

The thunderclouds are gathering
around and in my head
stormy skies bring wailing cries
from those that have been wrecked
dashed upon the rocks of hope
so near yet so far
slowly slip beneath the waves
wishing on a star

I've walked
beneath the shadows of the trees
I've bathed in the sunshine
the warm waves washed me clean
I put myself in the shoes
of all that I do meet
a mile is the measure
humble pie is what I eat

I see you standing all alone
abandoned on the street
the misty traces of your lies
lining drawn cheeks
the vacant stare that you share
reveals the light within
an emerging flower
with the will to win

I've walked
beneath the shadows of the trees
I've bathed in the sunlight
the warm waves washed me clean
I put myself in the shoes
of all that I do meet
a mile is the measure
humble pie is what I eat
Sara Dec 2014
It has been about a year
Since I saw you last
And yet
I still think of the past
And when I do,
I fight tears.

We were such good friends
I never once thought
There would be an end
But I can no longer pretend

The memories consume me
They set fire to my heart
And it burns
It's nearly in ashes.
The pain they cause,
has become too much.

I have to say goodbye.
I will always love you all
But I can not do this any more.
I have tried
And cried
And reached out to you
But I get not one single reply
And I am left wondering why
A question that burns a hole
In my heart
It has tore me apart

It is time I walk away
I can longer stay
I don't know what to say...

You were amazing
You were always there
The ones who always cared
I gave you a piece of me
Do not worry,
You can keep it.
You were my best friends...

But now I have to say
Goodbye.
Goodbye Cole.
Goodbye Trevor.
Goodbye Edward.
**Goodbye
Sara Jan 2014
I miss you.
I miss us.
What happened?

I woke up one day and you just were never the same
You're supposed to be the one to stay true
My bestfriend till the end
With you I never had to pretend.
But now, you no longer even respond to the messages I send.

I understand, you have a girlfriend
But...
Wasn't I here first?
You pushed me aside
After the hell we've been thru
After all these years
And nothing
You make me want to shed so many tears...

We were supposed to grow old
We were supposed to be bold
But now that things have changed, I feel like our friendship has been sold
You used to be the one I could rely on...
Now..

Now I'm left alone
And I add your name to the list...
The list of broken promises
Sara Jan 2014
Sitting here
Reflecting over my life
All I've ever wanted is to help
Is to make a difference
To lend a hand
To bring a smile where there has not been one.
All I've wanted to do is bring a little light to the darkness
Shine through the darkness that embraces us all
To show that there is hope
To show that you can make it.
To show them my scars and say that the cuts I've received have only made me stronger
To show that at the end of it all you can have the last word

All I want is to make a positive change in someone's life
To make a person smile would be like bringing a little life from the ever fading flower
To make a person laugh when they don't feel as though they can would be like the first rain after a long drought

But as I sit here I wonder if I've done that.
If I have I feel like I haven't done enough...
Sara Jan 2014
As the skies darkened with each passing moment
I ran inside
A place to hide
Slammed the door shut
Soon after the pounding began
I stood there braced against the entrance
The door being ripped apart but not being budged
I go to the place where I can get peace of mind
The longer I stand there, the more the pounding ceases to be heard.
Soon it stops
I'm free from the emotions and thoughts chasing after me
Left with a numbness
How can I ever leave this place now?
If I let them in I'll surly be torn apart
If I wish to face them...how do I start?
Sara Jan 2014
A lie can be as beautiful as a freshly cut rose
Beautiful and full of appeal
But after Some time the petals once so full color begin to fade...
The rose begins to wilt
And so you begin to ask questions
Suddenly things don't make sense
Suddenly it isn't as beautiful anymore
And so, as with time all things die.
The rose starts to decay
And that's when you begin to say:
You want the truth.
Because the lie holds no beauty and you've come to accept it as it is
And so soon the truth is reveal
Sara Jan 2014
If emotions were colors
I'd have many options to choose from
I would paint on the canvas set before me
I would paint away until I had nothing
Giving my all

I would use my hands
I would use a brush
I would do it in a hurry, an overwhelming rush
I would take my time, set a pace

With all these emotions come twice the thoughts

You would see great things
You would see things that would shatter your heart
You would see who I am
Who I want to be
You see
I wouldn't hide my colors
No, if emotions were colors, I'd paint the world
And you would see, a little piece of me.
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