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anotherdream Mar 2018
Here I am now,
Back at square one.
I broke my vow,
Wanted to be done.

Threw all my fears,
Down to the ground,
Wanted to hear,
All of your sounds.

Lost in this maze,
Full of attraction,
No longer can aim,
Deprived of all action.

Tired of hearing,
Words of complaint.
Everyone’s fearing,
Of their own fate.

Blue eyes, brown eyes,
Losing time, losing fights.
Dark skin, light skin,
Refuse to fit in, but not in the end.

They hate that person,
She is depressed.
That one will burn it,
They’re getting less.

I’m done with these people,
They’re not who I see,
When I sail life’s waves,
And reach all my dreams.

They don’t appreciate,
All that I love,
Not trying to hate,
Just wanting enough.

They’re all too busy,
‘Bout what they’re seeing.
Me, I don’t want much,
Just a brand new beginning,

Where I choose to risk,
All that I’ve owned,
For the one who I miss,
The one who will know,

When you ask them a question,
About my favorite things.
They’ll know the depression,
They’ll know how it stings.
Tried as hard as I could and I'm still at square one...
MAR Jan 2018
I pulled the skeletons out of my closet
Summarized my darkest fears of abandonment
And held them between your fingers as I struggled
To explain my deepest rooted pain through words
Like surrendering everything that has left me empty
And giving it to you to use as a weapon against me
Shattering every wall I have built to keep away anyone
Who would care enough to understand why I ever
Built a wall in the first place.
Part of my "Infinite Parts" series, dedicated to you.
Blah blah Feb 2018
A new smile blossomed in her life, turning all the pain into ashes.
Crushes are so important.I hope this one lasts long and long as a crush only.
archwolf-angel Feb 2018
A heart full of emotions
A body ready for war
Found a new awakening
A new vaccine

Demonic empowering
A spirit of strength
A story to tell
Listen...

                                                 ­                              

  ... Once upon a time-
It's starting.
Xaha Feb 2018
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We are the first generation truly
free - free to create and destroy.
Living on borrowed time, we are
either the end or another beginning.
Xaha Feb 2018
Is it me?
Or is it you?
I almost never know what to do.
In trying to protect myself I shut you out,
But I’m wrong to do so, without a doubt.
I’m sorry I don’t think I can trust you with my heart
When so many others have torn it apart.
You know I can’t bear the thought of us apart
So I guess that for now
It’s a good place to start.
Elle Feb 2018
Ready for new opportunities.
Ready for exciting challenges.
Ready for more adventures.
Ready to welcome beautiful souls in my life.
I know that this won't be easy. Leaving was never really my thing.
I know there might come a time that I'll regret this decision.
But, somehow, it's the best option left right now.
I look back. I smile.
And in that moment, I know "I'm ready to take off."
SelinaSharday Feb 2018
She blamed him he wasn't there while she was searching him.
Alone in the garden. Browsing eyes again feasting forbidden thing.
Told to keep away from.
Alluring be that Serpent seeing her  away from Him searching.
Serpent slithered on in.
Him off working, tilling seeking. Unseeing.
He blamed her, for being off and away searching.
The forbidden thing
She blamed him for not being close enough and not listening in.
Whilst searching for you in my view the forbidden thing came.
She proclaimed.
As yes the Serpent came and convinced me
of the harmlessness of this thing.
Its tempting.
Take eat with me.
As he did eat.
Separation, hardship, incompatibility, neglect,
war and fighting in generations this world it did
bring.
Such unnatural things,  they were put out of the garden.
Oh how soon to come things would change.
Woman as day  As  night is to Man.
Hard to find Him the same ever again.
With out heavens blessings and bringing together of such things.
The Fall and
Clashing of Planets
By The SelinaShardaye
S.A.M 2008 All Rights Reserved
The many points of view on the fall.. Modern rehearse
Ineffable Soul Feb 2018
Mornings rise
Enemies behind a face of disguise
Awakening calls
Standing still
Tick
Tock
Struck
Unfortunate downfalls
Alterations. . . None
The light dims
Mornings rise
Maverick Feb 2018
Your name lingers on my mind
Like the damage done by a hurricane
And I think maybe if I use an understudy
To replace the feelings I harbored
You’ll dissipate into the sea
Instead of projecting ghosts
That do nothing but haunt me
There must be an end
To this desolate labyrinth
Where I meet you at the beginning
And start over again.
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