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Hunter K Nov 2014
Roam the seven seas,
My hair tangled by the mild breeze,
Oh how much I feel at ease!
Who cares if I freeze?
It is not like i have a disease.

Scourer the seven seas,
My best friend at my side,
Even if he lied,
Even if i cried,
Were still in this together till the end,
No going back my dear friend.

Seek the seven seas,
How wondrous is might be!
So close to the end,
Too bad we cant extend,
this journey with you my friend.
I know we been threw a lot,
Always getting caught.
But it is time to depart,
Right where it seemed to start.

Wondering the seven seas,
All alone on an empty ship.
It seems kind of lonely,
With out him, my friend Tony.
But i will never forget,
About all of the threats,
We came across together,
Because i have to admit,
I will remember them forever,
As long as i have my living spirit.
Amitav Radiance Oct 2014
It’s brave to acknowledge the faults
Standing naked, without the armor
Behind which the fears hid
Unsheathed swords ready to strike
Everyone around wants to avenge
Cloaked with the veil of vulnerability
Cornered and taken to trial
None, but you have faltered ever
From the trials and tribulations
Emerges a strong soul
Which had the gumption to acknowledge
The faults that one may succumb to
Yet, the bravest cannot concede
It takes a valiant heart
To be not scared to acknowledge
And emerge a winner
Life Jun 2014
A great amount is said about lies
We are all liars
On purpose or not, they often fly
You cannot even detect it in our eyes
 
Only liars know when being lied to
We do not want to admit it
But in our mouth, there is still a residue
All we are, are hypocrites
 
So don’t you to lie to me
I am a hypocrite
I create debris
So just you admit

*You lie too
Daylight 4U2C Mar 2014
I can't do this anymore.

HELP!                                                        I'm falling apart on the floor.

Sleeping has become my only score.

I've can't even cry.
                                                                      Must be strong for the poor.

I'm okay on the outside.
                                                                   I'm crashing down in the core.

Tell me "It's okay."
                                                          Let me blindly love tomorrow's day.

I want to speak,
                                                  but sometimes, there's nothing left to say.

I want to smile..
                                                    ..but no..
                                                                                               I'm not okay.
I'll never admit it.
                                                                                      I fall apart everyday.

I was heading to "Out The Window",
                                                                        but hit a *** hole on the way.

Am I even trying?
         Why am I always lying-
                                                ..on this floor..
begging,
pleading,
stressing,
for more than I have the courage                                        ..to ask for?..
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