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Aa Harvey May 2018
Without you


I want you to see me; I want you to know.
I want you to feel me when you are alone.
I want you to need me, now I am gone.
I want you to know what it is you have lost.


I should still be with you, but you are not here.
You will never have me with you.  Goodbye now my dear.
Your life will get better when I go away;
But if you still want me with you, I cannot stay.


We flew like two eagles, we flew so high;
We fell like a broken stone when we fell from the sky.
We crashed down on Earth like a flying meteor strike;
We fell like two angels and we lit up the night.


With you I was all I could have been;
That still wasn’t enough to keep your love.
With you I lived my life like a romantic movie scene;
Now you are gone, I realise I was enough.


(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Druzzayne Rika May 2018
sweet words,
they all disrupt
what facade,
just for show
kind reminders,
not kind at all
it is bitter,
so am I.

sweetened the truth
it is just half lies
and hidden facts.

not trusting
even the ones
who have perfect alibi
never doubting their bad intentions
whatever that could be
it is the smiles
the one most doubted feature
innocent evilness comes through.

Fall now
in the traps
or later
the bruises will
make their presence known
give me the worse pain
when on ground.
japheth May 2018
you

will forever be

associated to that

one particular

song —

it’s

my choice now

if i should continue listening to it

and keep hurting myself.
and i won’t.
Clara E May 2018
Oh god we are so vulnerable, out in the open plains where people go to pray and mourn. Here there is no such thing as time, no such thing as God.

Next to a building of white wood slats, rising upwards, black tipped. Here I can reflect on my own sadness. My own to mourn. If how we met was anything less than bad timing I'd become everything good I've ever come across. But that wasn't how we ended up.

The cut out silhouettes of crows are still a cut out silhouette of ****** in this gray-scale graveyard beside a rusted worn down place of worship I cannot believe in a God so cruel as to let die our hearts or our bodies. All I hear is the wings of crows and the open air for miles around.
vanessa ann Apr 2018
you liked your coffee black
no sugars, no milks
just black

it’s sickening, you once said
bitter’s the only way to go

i didn't quite understand it then
but i think i do now;

i guess too much sugar
isn’t good for anyone;
much less a boy
already made of molasses.
his order has always been the easiest to remember
(and it doesn't hurt that he has a face like that, too)
N O V A Apr 2018
i would travel the
world to be with you.
but you wouldn't.
at least i hope you wouldn't.

— N O V A | T r a v e l
Sabila Siddiqui Apr 2018
I was your fuel
You were my drain
I was your blessing
You were my lesson
I was your cure
You were my disease
I was saving you
You were killing me

- I was calming your soul, you were stirring mine
Taijah Apr 2018
and like an unsent letter,
my feelings for you will remain
tucked away,
because as strong as they may be,
the feeling in my gut is stronger,
and it is telling me
that whatever happens
is going to be
more bitter than sweet
Nathaniel Apr 2018
Today I found myself dead
I was rather unimpressed,
I thought it would feel slightly better
To not be so depressed,

But I have known all along
Air flows through me still,
She left me all alone
The clock has time to ****.

Maybe I’m too dramatic
She is nothing to anyone
I still have family, some friends
And compassion for her? None.

I tried to make her listen
To tell of how none care for her,
Yet she makes up another excuse
To simply stay as she were,

She doesn’t deny my claims
Yet believes her strange delusion
Her defense is the same as always
“I’m only human.”
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