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Nylee May 2018
The end of road
they are empty
without answers
but just a line
nothing further ahead


Turning back again
to where we came from
with a new question
the road looks stranger
than what it was before
.
Josh May 2018
I want it back,
Give it back to me,
I want it all back,
Give it all back to me,
To have you in my arms,

please,

That's all I need,
I want you back,
Back with me,
I miss you
I write mainly from imagination, Any tips and improvements or things you think i could add? Please let me know!
adriana May 2018
and yet again, we're six feet under.
in too deep for the second time.
after all, what's the point in coming
back from the grave if it's where
you sleep at night?
mysa Apr 2018
and now i am back to where i started
an empty head
an empty heart
with empty words
and empty poems

and hands that just want something to do.
b Apr 2018
i thought i saw a miracle
tonight.
i watched the moon disappear.
watched the bulbs fade out.

it flickered for a moment
and then its crescent faded into the black
behind it.
like it didn't deserve the spotlight
the attention.
i thought i watched the sun die
i thought i watched the moon die.

i looked around me frantically
i couldn't believe i watched the moon die.
no one else cared
no one said anything.

i watched the moon be reborn again

and no one cared
and no one cared
and no one cared
and no one cared
and no one cared
and no one cared
and no one cared
and no one cared
and no one cared
and no one cared
and no one cared
and no one cared
and no one cared
and no one cared
and no one cared
and no one cared
and no one cared
and no one cared
and no one cared
and no one cared
and no one cared
and no one cared
and no one cared
and no one cared
and no one cared
i only have a week left in this city
Lon Witter Apr 2018
When I've started thinking
there is not  meaning to live?
When I've started feeling
so tired whenever I try to live?

When I've started putting
that fake mask of happiness ill?
When I've started living
without any desire and will?

When I've stopped dreaming
about that unpredictable future ahead?
When I've stopped trying
so hard to be part of others life?

Am I going to find
a meaning to live ?
Am I going to get out
of that tiredness in my life?

Am I going to feel
the true happiness  if I try hard?
Am I going to get back
my desire to live so hard?

Will I start dreaming again
about the future lying ahead with mysterious lights?
Will I start trying again
to be a part of world with precious ones?
Jonathan Nouse Apr 2018
"Have you made the right ones?"
The greatest enemy to your mind is the forever existing question that remains and will never be answered.
Thoughts that will forever keep me up at night.
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