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AW Jul 2022
It's one of those days, warm rain's running down my skin.
It feels like your touch before you ruined me deep within.
I'm hiding my tears, they are invisible because of the rain.
I seem alright, but I am not and I blame you and my brain.

I believed your words, you said that you'll always be here.
But you're like the sun, here for a moment, then disappear.
I know you're somewhere, but I always have to wait.
This one time I needed you the most, you were too late.

I want too much and I'm apparently not giving you space.
It's always my fault, always the wrong moment and place.
Beating your wisdom into me, to make my life more tough.
I've never gotten anything I truly wanted, now I have enough.

I don't want you to leave, because I never get what I wish for.
I know you hurt me, even if I'm gone but I just can't take more.
I'm leaving first, stepping through this door and again I'll be free.
It's warm outside, rainy too whilst the sun is shining down on me.

That's just how things go, sometimes it'll hurt.
I'll keep on moving, even if my life's so absurd.
One day I might find a place, maybe even peace.
I just hope I won't be all by myself, sweet release
AW Jul 2020
You're my night, my dying light.
Even darkness can shine, marked by blood red wine.
Aligned with stars, though some might crash like cars.
Heavy rain is sometimes scary but yet chill, if you don't appreciate it someone else will.

You might be up to something, but who's gonna be the first to pull the string.
Obvious **** never gets lit, maybe you're the one to take the hit.
Unable to leave this place, ways are parted and feel like a maze.

Apparently you're great, it's not too late.
Repeat everything you do, because everything you love is true.
Endless walking in the night, are you strong enough to put up a fight.

Abandon your misery and hate, and your problems will fade.
Might be easier said than done, but those who won't try will forever feel lonesome.
Angels exist and might take care of you, I've got no wings but I'll stay here if you pull through.
Zero energy and motiviation, but don't give up because I understand your situation.
I'll be the one for you to hold on to, and with you we're two.
Nobody has the right to tell you what to do, everything you enjoy you should pursue.
Greatness isn't achieved by victory, it's achieved by not giving up after a defeat, now picture me.
AW Jul 2020
Life's just a **** show, writing this while feeling low.
My mood is dropping, changing yet so often.
Trying to survive and to move on from my past, but it's the only thing that sometimes is my guest.
Get out of my head, leave me be. I am trying, can't you see.

Nothing matters, everything stays the same, I am only getting older and I think that's lame.
My life's passing by, there's nothing to hold on, but hold on.
Depressions everyday, waking up at midnight, everything around me is dark and gray.
I am afraid, I wish I could just fix myself, but there's nothing to start with and the pain never comes to late.
AW Jun 2020
I can feel you're here, but you're nowhere near.
You're so far away but yet so close, I really want to overdose.
My heart's still beating and it makes me sad that you've stopped breathing.
I want to hold your hands right now, but I can't and that's making me feel so low.
You've been my everything and you'll forever be, I know you're now free.
I want to follow and meet you above, I want to give you my neverending love.
You didn't choose to break my heart and this really is only the start.
I can't imagine a life without you, but now I kinda have to get through.
I'll miss you and I will forever do, you're mine and I know you'll always love me too.
I wish everything was as simple as this text, but I am just scared of what happens next.
I'd love to feel your touch and soothing kiss, this will be something I'll forever miss.
I am thankful, though, for everything that we had, I just wish this wouldn't have had ended this bad.
I hope you'll look after me sometimes from up there, as I feel you blowing the wind through my hair.
AW Jun 2020
I am alone, yet in love. I am sitting here crying, thinking about you and inside I am dying.
Everything seems so perfect, but yet so fragile, I don't want this to last for just a while.
I want this to last forever, and I am here for you, whenever.
I don't want to share you with anyone, because I want to be the only one.

I feel like apologizing, but for what, you've turned me down and crushed my heart.
But I am still here weeping, because the pain is something I might be needing.
You probably will be angry, and I think that's fine, because you care and you're mine.
Someday I'll be gone, but until this happens I won't feel lonesome.

You're sometimes really dark, but true love will light us up like a little spark.
I trust you and I will forever do, you're my everything and I love you.
You've been giving me everything that I needed but sometimes things got a little heated.
Today has been a weird day, but I'll stay and I hope you'll too, okay?

You're my dream, not only when I am sleeping but also when I am awake.
Opening myself to you, talking about my problems surely wasn't a mistake.
I am thankful for everything you've been giving me so far.
And our love will last as long as the distance from earth to a faraway star.

I can't think about anything else but you, I value you so much, you don't even have a clue.
I can't live without you, neither would I want that to be clear.
I wish you'd be able to hug me and forgive me my dear.
AW Jun 2020
I am a sad lonely person, who long ago has lost her happy version.
It's been a while and I seem to have forgotten how to smile.
I may be too sensitive and darkness is everything that I might see
and I might have lost myself in there and with it my dignity.
I'd like to be more open and talk about a lot of things, preferably to an angel without wings.

I know my life isn't great and that there's worse and hope is my only resource.
I often feel like being in the wrong place and trying hard to fit in seems like a waste.
Why do I have to adapt to others to be normal and why can't I be myself, I really don't want to be another boring book in your shelf.
I am not easy and kinda strange, but I'd rather die before I change.

My mind is a chaos and causes a lot of confusion and I keep trying but I am starting to get tired of all these delusions.
I feel like I am breaking and my kindness often seems to be mistaken.
I am tired and putting myself to sleep, crying as always but maybe not that deep.
As I often wake up later on in tears, because I have dreamed about my fears.
AW Jun 2020
I don't need to speak well or somewhat good, because I know that I'll just be misunderstood.
My Body is covered in scars, each of them are as unique as stars.
My Mind's a factory of creating problems and anxiety, but I am now telling myself, let them be.
If I can't change it, nobody can. I don't need your compassion as of it I've never used to be a fan.
My appearance is just a deception, I might look well and people think I won't need a correction.
But my true self hides below clothing and if someone would look beneath, their weak minds will be blowing.
I'd call myself strange at times, others do aswell, because they're not reading between the lines.
They see me as weak and helpless, but I've never had a reason to show my true strength, as most people aren't worth it and I feel no distress.
I can be anyone you want me to be, but maybe I am already someone you can't see.
I'd be better of if I'd care less but trust me I'll never end up being careless.
Everyone deserves something, but what's good and what's bad might some think.
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