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Sarah Caroline Aug 2015
If history repeats itself like we play our favorite tunes
If human beings tend to orbit just like planets and their moons
If the mind and heart expand like scientists know the cosmos is
If good and bad can balance out in some kind of osmosis
If people can be kind at heart but even more so, kind in deed
If the human touch outweighs every other basic need
If dreams are more like memories the soul has lost and found again
If we're just strangers in a strange land imagining some greater plan
If, as life goes on, all things give in to rapid rise and fall
If all this is true, maybe that's why I'm not afraid of you at all.
Sarah Caroline Sep 2013
I made my way through time and space without a map.
I just assumed it all someday would fall into my lap.
I thought each mistake was a lesson learned, no matter what the cost.
I guess I took a few wrong turns to get this lost.

Many times I thought I'd found somebody just as lost as me.
I'd say, "We could get out of this mess together baby, how would that be?"
And he'd reach for me and say, "Let's go this way - I think I see a light."
But every hand I took led me deeper into the pitch black night.

This valley of shadows is not my home.
It's unbelievable how the time has flown.
I am weary and I am spent, but I am no longer blind;
No longer fumbling in the dark for something I may never find.

Shine your light on me, open my eyes up wide!
I know I'm not used to the world outside...
But there are things that i want to see, and a person i want to be.
I will make myself new, I will pull us both through
I will mold myself to you, so perfectly.

Find my hand in this darkness and i'll lead you toward the light of day.
I am no longer lost and now i'm sure i know the way.
I was just too afraid to say, "I don't want to go out there alone."
Nobody else could find me - I was somewhere only you could've known.

And I've been waiting here all along for you to bring me home.
Sarah Caroline Sep 2013
we thought we could put a face to a name
a name to a feeling, someone to blame
a feeling to a knowing, an answer to the call
a nifty, attractive package for our souls, zero flaws
a list of our ingredients, nutrition facts and fictions
that nobody ever really reads or even really mentions

and yet we still hungered for something more
to be like children in the summer, like we were before
we kept searching for the answer to the popsicle stick riddle
we gobbled love up before we even got to the middle
so that the melted sugary slush dripped down our chins,
stuck to our hands like tar, like the blood of all sins

you loved me more than the rest but i'd failed all your tests
you knew that i'd already given you my best
love's sweetness was gone and i turned to run
your words tore through me, point blank, the damage was done
exhausted and unraveling, i cried tantrum tears till morning
knees scraped, wounds agape, i bled red dye #40
heart on fire, i came home still stamping out sparks
i was scolded and hugged for staying out after dark
and you climbed into your bed just like any other day
ignoring the spaces beside and inside you, you drifted away

and just like i always leave them before i am left
just like you always give freely and then accuse them of theft
we brought down the stars as we opened our hearts
but nothing could stop us from falling apart
in the halcyon summer when we glistened with dew
i confessed and undressed myself in front of you
and still you believed there was more i could prove
i became a stain on your mind that could not be removed

so i am the victim and the bully. okay? **** it, you got me
and i've spent way too much time being someone who's not me
but i've felt your heart loving, and i've felt your heart breaking
and the love that i have is all yours for the taking
because it has to be true, i have to believe
(and i know that you all must think me naive)
but love is always the answer when the question is "why?"
-to understand this simple truth i had to bleed myself dry-

when there was nothing left to believe in, nothing left to stand for
when all of my heroes were gone or on their way out the door
and i still woke up reaching for someone who was gone
when my shrink said i was better but i hadn't moved on
no, i was not fighting those demons for fun
from the depths of hell, I sought heaven in the barrel of a gun
but i put it down
for you
because i knew
we are one.

we are thinking the same thoughts and feeling the same beating heart
and inside of our human suits i bet you couldn't tell us apart
somehow you and i cannot cease to exist

nothing else in my head really makes that much sense.
Sarah Caroline Jul 2013
Let me always see the world this way:
Looking up from a daydream to find the moon growing brighter
I realize that I too grew brighter while imagining your face

Let me always exist this way:
Lost in a daydream where you and I are free from fear and pain
I realize it was your hand that cut loose my chains

Let me always think of you this way:
Half-awake, in limbo between dreams and reality
I realize that in both I crave the sound of your voice just the same

Let me always see the world this way:
Staring at the moon whose glow also shines upon you
I realize from somewhere deep within that our love has already overcome everything
Sarah Caroline Jul 2012
I found out fast that fantasies are nightmares with a honey twist.

I saw hate behind eyes I adored, tasted venom on the lips I kissed.

Darkness ebbed and flowed like tides in veins beneath my lover's skin.

I had to swim ashore before the current took me once again.
Sarah Caroline Apr 2012
It's feeding on my thoughts as if they're all of me that's left
It is clinging to my throat and it is stealing all my breath
It is laughing as I struggle and it is singing as I slip
It is dancing as I fade but it does not loosen it's grip
It crawls in through my nostrils and it turns my blood to black
It builds a throne inside my heart and runs it's fingers down my back
It whispers "you are nothing" but I still cannot believe
I must have asked for it not knowing just what I would receive
I must have earned it somehow back then when I saw no consequence
I must deserve it for some wrong I did when I didn't have the sense
To know what would become of me despite my earnest pleas
"Just spare me" or "just **** me" I would beg upon my knees
But my sickness is a clever one - it knows when to stand by
It will not take me over, it waits for me to try
Then takes the power from my hands because it's starving for the light
Again it whispers, "you are nothing," and we know that it is right.
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