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Rebecca Oct 2014
She feels so lost, so alone
Emptiness consumes her soul
Her world has just become unknown
Surrendered to the knife of strife
Cuts so deep, cuts that bleed
Smothered she is by the knife of life

Her heart is ripped to shreds
Her young mind is surrounded by fear
False promises ring in her head
Demons are overtaking her soul
Sacrificed she becomes to the blade
Her release from the never ending cold.

Staring off into the wide open sky
She sees all the stars that shine so bright
Hope starts to glisten back in her eyes
Escaping from all that consumed her mind
the smile once lost, is finding its way back
Slowly but surely…in time

The knife wins again, this time deep
Extreme emotion floods her body
The blood runs down to meet her feet
Her eyes drift off and start to fade
Her world has just come to close
Her soul surrendered to the blade


She screams out for help in her own little way
But no one is there…
She is left in the shadows, left behind in the darkness
Em Glass Oct 2014
the only place left to go is up
so I lick the syrup
from my fingers and drive north,
but every time I leave this place
behind it doesn’t stay;
it relays back and forth
between my head and the
thick rope that ties it to the back
of the car where it scrapes
against the road
and bounces between
the back tires and
the north star,
which you pointed out to me
once on a night
when it wasn’t the brightest
in the sky.

you stood behind me and pointed up
and I heard your hand move
and saw your voice rise
and questions knocked this place
out of my mind until
a child
tugged on my sleeve
and I came tumbling down,
pulled along
by the sheer weight
of here.
'I am done with my graceless heart'
LeaveThisLife Oct 2014
I remember when I was the only one who liked you
You have always been in my heart
I remember when we hung out everyday for hours on end
You were my best friend & I was yours
But we got older..
And you got more attractive
Now many girls like you
I am still one of them
But I'm not as attractive as some of the girls who like you
So I don't get to talk to you as much
We have *** every once in a while
Because I just want something to remain between us
But we don't talk in front of other people anymore
We keep our affair a secret
You sneak over after school now
I miss the connection
I miss the feelings
Cause you don't have them anymore
But I still do
I still love you
But I wont tell you I still like you
In fear of losing our only remaining connection
Weather or not you find this to be true is up to you
kailasha Sep 2014
i need to stop leaving
my heart behind
everywhere i go

it may end up inside a volcano, or
be carried around by water's flow

i need to stop leaving
my heart behind

in hands that don't care enough
in places that make me crave return
and the only souvenirs i manage to obtain
are nostalgic memories with nothing to gain
and the remnants of my heart thud and ache
and i don't look forward to another day

i only wake burden

i need to stop leaving
my heart behind

before i am undone.
“I am both happy and sad at the same time, and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be.”
― Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
^^ when quotes are relatable.
Eleanor Rigby Sep 2014
You never remember the small
things like the way you sighed against
my neck and the hole in my shirt
and the hole in my heart
and the hole you left behind you.


F.Z.N
Slowly, night falls.
She remembers him.
The time where they constantly exchange words.
Words of life's experiences
Happiness or sadness, darkness or brightness.
But now, his gone.
Leaving the story line undone.
Shruti Atri Aug 2014
the road is long,
and I already feel alone;
this journey is the path:
to what I wish to atone.

I'm not sure of where I'm going,
I don't even know if I'm going the right way;
but I know what I leave behind, at home:
with every step, you seem further away.

I see a light ahead,
I stand here confused;
do I want that light, without you?
the thought itself leaves me amused:

no matter how far I get,
there's one thing I'll always know:
as the day ends, I'll return,
'cause after leaving you, *where will I go?
On trying to let go...
Noel Aug 2014
I know your story I've seen it all
the highest triumph to the darkest fall.

Shallow feelings stalk a heart of gold
though courageous actions make you bold.

Whisper, wonder, lust or cry
I hear your prayers and I know why.

Feed the ego watch it grow
relive your plights but let them go.

Beware the ones who hold you back
what once was light is now just black.

Ask yourself what do you need
whether good or evil selfish greed.

I'll always know what is on your mind
For I am he who walks behind.
Inspired by Fantasy art Postcards
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