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PrttyBrd Jun 2014
Sometimes*, it feels like
If you'd cut yourself
I'd bleed
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Trapped

               In between what's dead and gone
               Under the weight of what's meant to be
               In a place where no one has crossed
               Where I am bound to stay

Forever
               Bound, ununited
               Compelled to do what has to be done
               To accomplish what once said
               No choice, no way

Change
               Is beyond my control
               A will that may not happen
               ****** upon me with no care
               A future that I have no opinion in

Done
               Is my opinion, ignored upon
               Free will a figment of reality
               Just a mindless robot wasting away
               Without asking, without a soul.
Zia May 2014
All I need is pen and paper
To calm  myself,
Let all my emotions out

I let the words flow out freely
As I shut myself from the world,
From the inevitable reality

I never found any means of escape
Nowhere to run to
Nowhere to hide

So stuck in paranoia
Until I found poetry
Finally, an escape from reality

Since then, I felt more alive
More free
Happier than I'll ever be

I'm glad to have found this route-
Every poet's sweet escape.
PrttyBrd May 2010
Blindsided by near tragedy
Bullied by unanswered questions
Elation tempered with doubt
Too frightened to be free
Best attempts continue to fail
Escaping to nothing
Nothing in return
Empty or just too full to feel
Irreplaceable time
Withering and wasted
Searching beyond hope
Looking for the good
Holding on to rainbows
Spontaneity dies slowly
Restless minds swim too fast
Shades of yellow in a fog
No memory of yesterday
Pulled back into now
Unable to process more emotion
Unstoppable floods
Undeniable bonds
Unwanted feelings
Unconditional everything
Emotional vampirism and parasitic tendencies
Leave nothing behind
Overwhelming need to help
Bound by limits
Pulled by love
Torn apart slowly
Unable to heal
Unable to deal
Left bone dry and used
No one to blame
No cycle to break
Taking your sorrow
Swallowing your pain
Carrying your suffering away from you
As you heal I disappear
- From Sunset to Sunrise
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I sit and watch with a distance.
Everything rushes through me in an instant.
All I can do is quietly grin...and resent you.
Forgetting is easier said, than actually comming through.
Old wounds were bound and broken.
I'm left here with words untouched...unspoken.
Another scar shows, as I slowly heal.
It'll always be there: a reality shield.
There is no moving foward when your attached by a string.
It's like life on a treadmill, no matter how thin.
Like that miniscule piece of thread,
That hangs there, with a pull it may spread.
But in most cases it won't break or tear...
It's just a little piece that will always be there.
April 26, 2010

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