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Mackenzie Nov 2018
Hi
It's me again.
The girl who plays games With
boys and plays House
For pretend
A happy life
A picket fence
A dog and 3 make belief children!!
Hi
It's me again
The girl who you will play games with
I will make a House in your heart
In my head I love to pretend
A home
A singular light
A heart that I sit and listen for every beat
It's all apart of my memory
But you abandoned me
so I find
A new game to play
A new house
A new place for my heart to swing
Hi
It's me again and
I'm the girl who
Is addicted to playing pretend
M.D
Gianna Nov 2018
it´s five in the afternoon
and i tricked myself into thinking you´d like me back
but how can i be so sure
when you treat everyone like that?
it´s five in the afternoon
and i´m thinking about you
again
how could i have been so foolish?
He rose out of the ashes of corruption
He pledged to protect our beautiful nation
Befriend by many leaders
Trump proved himself as those around him backstabbed
a bright person to bring light
upon a clash of crocked ideals
Never selecting a "paid" vocation.
He uses his heart and pride of country as payment
as he smiles as those who fear and run from the truth
their feet run on the pavement
As they try to save what little they have left
in a dark legacy
Say what you want
they can never replace a true and noble warrior
Who took the oath of leadership
Over the strongest Nation in the world
The flag waves high in pride
as he steps on the White House Lawn
In earned light and proud stride.
I support him.
Trump.
Our "Cheif of Nations In Command"
of honest power and dignity
I shower him with respect and praise
as he earns a rose, the regal flower.
As he makes a path, for all, a brighter day.
Maxim Keyfman Nov 2018
die resurrection die
die again eyes open die
again I will sing again
I will get an accordion
I will be again and again

die I will not get away from this
even cry laugh laugh not leave
we live and we live forever forever
it's impossible to get away from it
get away from it no never never

26.11.18
Nyx Nov 2018
I've lost my sense of happiness
I've lost my point in life
As I stare upon my phone screen
Not a single message lights
And I cry and I cry
Dont stop me
From attempting to fill this void
I smile and I smile
Dont fault me
For letting myself be destroyed
I'm alone right now
Watching it all pass me by
As people change and move on
I stand idoly to the side
Its tearing me apart
Demon clawing at my soul
Dragging me down into the abyss
Buried deep below
These chains tightening
Its harder to breath
Don't try and save me
Its pointless as I have the key
Its comforting these shackles
As at least I have a place I belong
When the world around give me no purpose
Its me that has to somehow live on
Even when all the friends I have leave
And I've been beaten and deceived
I've always been alone
There is no one I can trust
A mere passing fancy blinded by lust
And it appears to me I've grown too reliant
On the birds that perch upon my window
Keeping me company but only for awhile
Before flying away back into the sky
Where they belong
Unlike the caged bird with her wings clipped off
Singing softly to those who listen
while the owner merely sits back and watch
In the cage she is happy
As she knows no other life
Unlike the free birds
Who know how to fly
Maxim Keyfman Nov 2018
slam the doors and open new ones
shut the old days and throw
once and for all their long attic

and no more crying about it
and never again suffer
need to finish with this once and for all

23.11.18
when you comes
the sun appears
the warm takes place
the cold vanishes
the world becomes at party
evryone gets happy
and my times seem funny
i feel as the time moves
in speed waves and waves
as i forget to remark
what awful does it take?
it takes important thing
that you will talk
meet or see you again
meeong lovers is the gft and hope for life
Maxim Keyfman Nov 2018
old guitar behind
and the old lamp before my eyes
where the road will bring me again
where fate will see me again
will my soul meet love

will the blue bird sing on the branches
will the harps play the melodious
will golden glasses fall from heaven
will the night fall for my sake
and for my great journey

21.11.18
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