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DustBall Feb 2015
Can you see the music moving in your mind
Can you feel it tremble in your veins
Bumping around
Giving rough edges
To cut your ears on
No pain
A sensation that is overwhelming
Courses through your soul
Ending up flipping in your heart
Settling and leaving hopeful traces
For you to follow and feel
The need
For something more
What music feels like to me
DustBall Feb 2015
I'm breaking down
Just to lift you up
Up above the clouds
That drown you out
I just wish you would see
That you do need me
So when I leave
Your life may fall apart
But I'm not looking back
Not now
Not ever
Take my stuff
And all our memories
Throw them away
And burn them up
DustBall Feb 2015
You had a chokehold around your own neck
And you weren't letting go
DustBall Feb 2015
I just want you to know that
I mean what I say
When I say that
I'm hurting
I don't want your attention
Or your fake empathy
I just want someone to care
Like you used to
Someone just needs to know
That I'm in pain
24/7 and it gets worse
When I'm around you
Some of this relates to me some of this I just thought of
DustBall Feb 2015
I wear concealer to hide the dark bags under my eyes
To make them seem less dangerous
To hide the imperfections I find in myself
The flaws I want to break
There's more to it than beauty
  Feb 2015 DustBall
GaryFairy
cellophane hearts, loving in parts
letting emotions be replaced
once numbness starts, feeling departs
every thought is on the chase

feeling so stamped on

cellophane dreams, hushing the screams
smacking thoughts that defeat
like reality vaccines, by any means
every day is on repeat
DustBall Feb 2015
We treat this school like a playground
Because the teachers treat us like ignorant children
We try to run away
But get caught every time
It gets boring and difficult
I feel as if I am an elementary student
The only difference is
We don't have nap time
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