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 Dec 2014 Sydney Stark
kgl
memory
 Dec 2014 Sydney Stark
kgl
my time was wasted, your ego was bruised
it takes more than a memory
to keep me amused
but in moments of sadness, of plainest regret
i surrender to feelings
i ought to forget
so melancholic, i sit and think:
my mind - the abyss
into which
i sink.
 Dec 2014 Sydney Stark
Megan H
I stood at the edge of the cliff
Thousands of feet in the sky.
And I asked myself,
How do I know
I cannot fly,
If I have never tried?
I pondered on the question,
And realized,
I needed to find out.
So I jumped.
Will I fly?
do you think the earth feels the pain
when we step all over it?
when we cut down it's trees,
start fires on its skin,
and steal all of it's air?
do you think the earth cares?
do you think when it rains,
the earth is breaking?
just like some of the people
who are breaking it.
You said I need to stop pretending like nothing hurts me
To which I replied, I was never an actor and I never pretend.
You sighed with that extra exhausted breath
And it sounded like you're giving up on me
Then I realized you’re about to  

You said I need to stop wearing my anger like an armor of steel ,
And my love like a wall of bricks
because the stronger the steel and the taller the walls,
the more people get hurt

I put fences and traps around my heart
so no one will ever touch it
Then I saw you desperately hide your bruises,
your raw scars and the evidence that you tried

The spaces between your fingers I cannot fill anymore
because my hands are nothing but angry fists I can’t unfurl
The story of us is nothing but an urban legend that refuses to die
Instead of the fairy tale with a happy ending that you wanted

I let myself become the villain for too long, I forgot to be your hero
Every fairy tale needs a good old fashioned villain. Even the hero can become one.

— The End —