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Shyne AM Feb 2016
I don’t wish to live anymore
I don’t wish to smile, just wanna lay on my floor
I could put up a smile and put up a show
But there’s not a part of me that wants to stay, let me go
Shyne AM Feb 2016
I put on a mask every single day
When I'm thinking so many things I don't say
When my heart is breaking but my lips curve to a smile
When I miss you and I just wanna pick up the phone and dial

I put on a mask every single day
Walking alone in these long hallways
Mastering the art of hiding my emotions
My mind feels it can create an explosion

I put on a mask everyday
You might not see it on the outside
Maybe cause you just look at the bright side
Adding layers to this mask everyday

I put on a mask everyday
I'd be lying if I said I'm not deceiving
I don't apologize if this is not appealing
I just wanna runaway
Shyne AM Feb 2016
Those were the days
We saw each other each day
Things change, people change but pictures remain the same

All those little things you said
I think of them and they make me think
Is there a part of the story I misread?

Laying on my bed, all lights off
I look outside the window
See nothing but fog
Just like the weather, our relation seems hazy

I told you to love me
only if you can stay
only if you can learn to stand still and not drift away
Don't turn out to be like others
After all, people they come they go

I told you people always leave
You promised me you'd stay
Now there's no sign of you
I can't believe

I'm fragile that you know
Please tell me our love didn't outgrow
I'm only as weak as I am strong
Our friendship was supposed to last lifelong

Regardless of what you did
Just know that I love you oh
Maybe loving you was stupid
I'm dying inside but I'm putting up a show

We'd go to the gym, cook and eat together
We'd chill, we'd laugh, there was no pressure
Where did the good times go?
Now I look at your picture and just miss you so

Trying so hard to figure out
What went wrong,
My heart is filled with doubt
Asking myself why don't we hang out?
We really used to get along

So I say, come back and let's live again
Let's laugh until the end
Come back and let's start over
So much left to learn, so much to discover

So I say, come back cause I miss you
Life ain't the same without you
Let's stay up until 2 am
Cause you're the breath that I breathe from the bottom of my diaphragm
People will always leave. That is one of the discoveries I've made in the past couple of months. I know what I should be doing, but somehow I'm still holding on and not letting go.
Shyne AM Feb 2016
I give but I don’t get
Makes me feel like an old cassette
It keeps playing the same part of the song
Over and over again
And the ones I love keep doing me wrong
Over and over again

I act like it doesn’t affect me
I act all cool about it
When it feels like a hit on my spirit

No matter what I feel
My love for you doesn’t seem to fade
It continues to be as strong as steel

Every time I think about it
My eyes are filled with tears
It reminds me
How people just cheat on me year after year

Trust just seems like a precious stone
Rare to find and uncommon to own
Everyone wants it, not everyone can have it
Seems like we are all such hypocrites

Huge parts of me have been battered
All these parts really mattered
I doubt that they are fixable
This time the damage seems irreversible
Shyne AM Feb 2016
Anyone can find beauty in things that are beautiful. Anyone can appreciate beauty when it's right there. But what I want to know is whether you can find beauty in the gray mushy snow. What I want to know is whether you can stand with me in the middle of a volcano with your body melting at an unbearable temperature and still appreciate the burning hot orange lava. I want to know if you can wake up after a night of disaster and be thankful just to be able to breathe. I want to know if you can find beauty where there isn't any.
Shyne AM Feb 2016
Cream colored curtains and a brown couch
A twin bed and my messed up head
These wrinkled sheets and I might be a bit of a grouch

Cried myself to sleep here, laughed until I cried here
His picture on my nightstand, a dozen dead roses next to it
My safe place where I have no fear

The comforts of being naked
Mentally exposed and denuded
My space so open yet so secluded

Identical night lamps and a 10 dollar mirror
White walls, with posters of the places I’ve been
Everything so visible even with the lights dimmer

Melted down on this carpeted floor
But I vacuumed it before
Lay with me and close that door
Shyne AM Feb 2016
Anyone who tells you that you have forever is lying to you. Anyone who tells you that things will never change is lying to you. Anyone who tells you that people don’t change is lying to you. And anyone who tells you all of these above mentioned things are true is the only one being true to you.
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