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I traced the texture of your words
Like my heart was blind
And your voice was braille
 Apr 2021 Sins of a dreamer
Erika
i spend my days
pouring myself into the cups of others

only to find that
when it’s time for myself
to take a sip

all that’s left
in my cup
is the remainder of a girl
who gave too much
self care is extremely important. most days I fight my depression by putting smiles onto others faces, but forgetting about my once bright smile.
I spend too many nights thinking
Wondering, writing, dreaming
Of someone who doesn't even think of me
Dear diary;
Lately,
I've found myself slipping
into that same old mindset
of loneliness and despair.
I keep reminding myself that
I'm still young,
and that most of my life still lies ahead.
Perhaps my better days
and better lovers
are yet to come.
They said just one, and you'll fly,
Free forever, never to die,
A little dust, and into the sky,
Second to the right, straight on all night.
There you'll find freedom, there you'll find life,
Never to age, never to cry.

But all my happy thoughts flew away.
Now I'm just lost,
Still acting like a little boy, still running from pirates.

Know why they call it Neverland?
Because it's never coming back.
It was never there at all,
And it never will be.

Wendy started nursing school,
The Captain died from cancer,
The Boys left town, the pirates retired,
The fun is over, the thrill is gone.
John's a lawyer, Michael's a drunk,
Tinker bell's taking selfies from her new Mercedes,
The crocodile's chewing the fat off tourists in his nature preserve.

You know why they call it Neverland?
Because you never should have left.
Now we're all just shadows.
We grew up, when we swore we'd rather die.
They caught me, now I'm just a shadow.
They made me a man.
Kyle D.
Please give me a delusion that's worth sleeping for

A realistic illusion with all my fantasies galore.

Because reality can't grant me all the happiness I crave

My bland eyes seem to bore me to my dreary grave.

When my vision fades in slumber & my soul is wide awake

Won't you take me to another land for the shortest break.

& promise me that while I'm there, you would never mention

The real world which I've escaped -into another dimension....
the coliseum in my head.
i knew the moon too well
over familiar
from her arms i fell
like the water

in an ancient well
reflected her
eternal
earth mother

a mired hell
her purr
her smile
a lover´s

shell
a lost word
a rat´s spell
never heard..
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