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Tiago Mariano Oct 2017
Autumn, Winter, Spring, Summer,
Another year goes by.

Time stops moving, Autumn is nearby
A crying is heard, from up the moving sky
Children outside, playing on water
Adults inside, smiling to the rain

Time accelerates, Winter is here
Cold kicks in, ice falls down
Children outside, playing on snow
Adults inside, with comfy hot tea

Time to start again, Spring is back
Leaves and trees, all growing again
Children outside, playing with friends
Adults inside, watching the new trends

Time skips, Summer is gone
The hot days ahead, over they go
Children inside, back to studying again
Adults outside, enjoying life in their way
This one was a bit bias, I enjoy Autumn a lot more than summer, mostly because Summer is lonely
Tyler Matthew Oct 2017
This is the best I can do for you
who tried to set me straight on the path to virtue when you yourself were known to stray.

And for you who taught me that lies
aren't just told by strangers, but can just as well lurk in the kitchen,
in the bedroom.

This is the best I can do for you,
the one with both brains and beauty whom I refused to hold when you were only hours old.

And you, who stopped short my childhood, cut the innocence from my eyes, and forced me to see something I never wanted to see -
a truth, nonetheless.

I confess,
I am happy where I am and
with who I am.
And I am who I am because of you.

I never wanted to leave,
but I am glad that I did,
sometimes I think.

You all played your parts,
but now my story begins
somewhere away from you,

and the best I can do
is to use what I've learned
and hope that it will make you all
either grit or grin,
and I welcome both.
Mia Scales Aug 2017
Young and free
That's what they call us

Happy
But they don't see
We have pain
So much pain

We have scars and depression
We have so many unhealthy obsession
We smile and laugh
But just to hide our tears

We pick up drugs just to get away from here
Our parents yell at us and say we have it easy
But they don't see that times have changed

School is harder
Mentally and physically
We try to change to fit in

We cut our hair
Paint our faces
Change our names
But only for people that do the same

We go to classes but for what
We aren't learning about what's real
They feed us lies and leave us defenseless
They call us useless and tell us we are bringing down the world

But they can't see
they made us this way
They made us change

We were once young and free
Till they said that children are only meant to be seen
We were once happy
But only in play school

Then they took away our nappies and real friends
They told us what we should be
said it was like a game of pretend
They don't understand and they never will

But they were once kids like us
They had dreams but like us they were taken away
They try to make us like them

They want us to feel what they feel
See what they see
This world has become nothing but senseless drones
Ticking away like time bombs
Waiting to explode

You hear a scream
As the clock strikes 12 on the clock of life
Another person goes

Where?
Well,who's to say?
But that's just how life goes
And it seems we're stuck

Till our last day
Daisy Rae Jun 2017
We tend to focus on the wrong things, forgetting what's important
When I was six years old I thought that life was always happy
But as I grew up my mind got contorted
Into what people whispered under their breath
And the word 'love' being thrown around like it was nothing
When I reached the age of seventeen my view of life was death
I now understand that love isn't always true
And that some men can't own up to their mistakes
For the longest time my parents didn't think I knew
But it's very hard to hide fake love in front of a teen
Because school did teach me at least one thing
It was that adults aren't always truthful to young kids like me
Because they don't want to mess up the family 'dynamic'
But what they didn't realize is that it had been ******* up for years
Yeah, I've downed a couple beers
If I keep things from them, of course they're keeping secrets from me
Mom, you don't have to lie to me
I've seen worse things
I just wish you would tell me the truth
Is there a reason you're sleeping in a different room?
Dad, please stop disappearing
I don't know where you go but mom would like to know
You don't answer your phone
You act as if you're not apart of our family
Your cover is blown
You eat at the dinner table absently
You never have time for us
Check your watch it's almost seven
You should be home by now
You would have thought you'd learn your lesson
I can't do this
Watch my family fall apart
It's been going on long enough
It breaks my ******* heart
Please stop this
I didn't ask for a separated family
When I was young we were so great
What happened to that fantasy
I grew up
That's what happened
I started to realize through my grown up eyes
That life isn't what it looks like on the outside
You have to look deep within to notice all the lies
The husband is a cheater
The mother is a forgiver
The son has been gone
But the daughter was like a river
She cried all night
Asking God why is this happening?
My family has been falling apart
And you sit back as it's unraveling
Help her!
She's my mother and I love her
She's hurting and she's trying
But she never gets anything in return
Help him!
He's my father and I love him
He's disappearing and he's blind
And he doesn't see what's right in front of him
A family who loves him
But he's been looking for other things
We try to give him all his needs
But we fail to do so
And the darkness proceeds
I get jealous of these other kids
With the families that are together
They care for one another
And they play games every night
They go out to eat on the weekends
And I'm stuck here despite
All the stories I have about our wonderful past
Too bad that we couldn't last
We had so many more adventures to go on
I wish I was six years old again
But I guess we can't all win
So I'll sit back on the sidelines
And watch my family slip by
This is the year my family fell apart
Not together in distance and never in heart.
A Psalmist May 2017
I used to love jumping in puddles,
Not a care in the world.
I'd splash as big as I could.
Now I avoid them
Because, well, that's what grown-ups do.
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