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It was a romantic evening
in the extravagant city of New York.
I'll Be Seeing You drifted throughout Central Park.
As the leaves danced in the Autumn wind,
the sun began to set beyond the towering skyscrapers.
People awed at a young woman in red
wandering a long path.
Down the road, there was a man.
He spotted her and her shimmering brilliance.
In her own little universe,
she began to twirl in her rosy dress.
Her wavy, golden hair flowed in the wind
as she laughed and smiled.
As she slowed down, she caught a glimpse of the man
and her eyes began
to shine as bright as the glistening sea.
He grinned as she spun around.
As they got closer, he opened his arms wide
and she ran in her louboutin's,
and jumped in his arms.
In that moment, everything fell into place.
She was with him and he was with her.
Your beauty is not in your eyes,
Your body or your hair,
Your beauty is within you!
Your beauty is in your soul,
Don't let anyone make you feel less than beautiful just because they're not wise enough to read your soul..
Don't be misled by shallow minded people who judge you by your looks,
Whether they think you're beautiful or ugly,fat or skinny,dark or light etc,
It doesn't matter,what matters in what's in your soul,
No matter how much you try to fix yourself,it will all amount to nothing until you fix your inner being and believe that it counts the most..
 Jun 2015 Summer Jackson
Adele
Your words were a spell
that cast the dark soul
rooting inside of me

for a very long time,
I was freed.

Your words were an aroma
that enticed and enchanted
my whole being,

I was alive.

Later I found out,
your words were a dark charm
that made me believe
everything you've shown
was right,

a smell of nothing
but a lie.

Darkness ate me back to the abyss,
I was cursed not to
find a true bliss.
Everyday is a constant battle between me and my mind
And i don't know what it will take to free me from this never ending ache
Because i don't have much time left on my plate, there's always something to do, something to be said.
It leaves me wanting nothing more than to just be dead
I just want to sleep for a thousand years, maybe then when i wake up i wont be covered in tears.
Maybe then i will be happy, content with my life.
But until that day comes, im just striving to get by
-(j.s)
skriv indtil du ikke kan lyve længere,
skriv derefter det sande.
- dige om "den fortabte kærlighed til en efterskoleven"
 Jun 2015 Summer Jackson
Flynn
I don't know where to begin
Or how to absolve this sin
But here without you I lay
Reminiscing of a better day
I knew it was to good to be true
But I never thought it would be me hurting you
My actions were odious
I crushed your big beautiful heart into nothingness
I wish I was more resourceful
For I am unfathomably remorseful
You said I always knew just what to say
But I was merely sharing how you brighten my day
Jeez what wouldn't I pay
To spend with you, just one more day
If you were to look in my eyes
you would see everything but lies
Though its true I've been remiss
I only wish to fix this
I hate myself for what I did
and although I cant change the past
I hope one day you forgive me at last
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