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They never tell you how to deal when things go right
How to accept that every little thing worked out
To just be happy
When you realize all these things
People
Pain
Struggles
Death
The simple interactions and choices you made
led you here
and that’s okay
Yeah, you’re a little bit broken
Weathered down by the trials of life
Maybe your eyes don’t see through rose colored glasses anymore
Or that person you thought would always be there is gone
At the end of it
You lived
Down to depths of hell and back
You made it through
and came out a little bruised
But all these millions of little things
In this vast world of complexities
All led to this
The final chapter
This is where the storybook ends
You; you found *you
Rose Oct 2015
Eyes fallen through
The back of my head
Which rattles with every turn

Quicker thoughts and
Scribbled words
Ideas I've had before

I do what I want
And feel empowered by my
Decision making skills
Although the decisions are poor
And consequences linger

I feel I'm
Honoring my deepest wishes
But I'm just
Giving in to darkness
Listening to demons
writing gets it out and helps the feeling fade
Leigh Sep 2015
A seat at the precipice -
Stained and rusted -
Weathered by decaying leaves
Fallen inside the boundaries;

A caste to live within,
Without tight-knotted
Morals on wrists -
A place of slow progress

And little growth
To foster little changes
Meant to brace a wall
Built of shortened breaths.
Kenshō Sep 2015
Let it be known~
        Beyond the mere musings of tool bearing monkeys
               Lies an ineffable essence which deflects archaic labeling.
                      
This is the direct experience of non-discriminatory equalization
        Of conceived notions.
               All which may be considered good and true
                       Vaporizes in the blinding eye of this clarity.

Language is the battleground of ignorance and illiteracy
        Of what begs not be named~
-
Poetic T Aug 2015
It was like an echo, an echo always heard
What would happen when it
Ceased,
Refrained,
Terminated
Its toll upon my thoughts,
But I found others heard this calling
Never voiced whispered unheard.

Raeh eseht sdrow nekops
Resaeler morf slioc htrib
Eht yek sah won denrut

Liked garbled refection knowing what
Is unknown, heeded as whispers
Clinging to me, a brushed off shudder
As what was a breath now clawing at my inner ear,

"Leave me alone,

"I just spoken to air,

Do you hear the voice, the one next to me said?

"Yes,

"Don't worry friend they'll not last,

"How long have you heard these thoughts,

Since I was born, I have known there meaning
Were yours garbled nonsense?

"Yes,

I understood the first one long ago, now just
Comfort these thoughts.
Like music on my soul, easing my moments

"There singing to me now a lullaby of.......

"Nurse,
"Nurse,

Tears escaped my stained eyes, How could...

"Sorry he's gone,
"Did you know him long,

The nurse spoke cold, then the child was gone
Eleven years old,

To young on this earth for him to be gone,
He said in our talks if I listen I could hear the
Whispers to let them talk.
Days passed and I listened to each breath spoken
Few words made sense.
Spoken,
Birth,
Key
To open what I need to concentrate. I listen
To the words spoken to me of a heart young
But mind as sharp as others older in
Wisdom than me.
I listen, empty minded moments letting the
Words speak upon me.
Then like a mist it lifts upon thoughts and
I eventually hear words in clarity.

"Hear these words spoken,
"Release from coiled birth,
"The key has now turned,

With those words spoken in lucidity, I hear
Everything as these words now have meaning they
Sing,
Whistle,
Serenade
To me as my heart releases all fears,
And I realise that this is my chime.
I am at peace as the words whisper nothings
But I understand all the words spoken to me.
This is my end my song of ended moments time
Has caught up and now sings my lullaby to my mind.
HRTsOnFyR Aug 2015
If for only but an hour
I can tame my fickle mind
Find the will to build my armour
Put it on and make it shine
Fashion beauty where there's nothing
Turn the ugly to divine
Keep the fears and doubts behind me
Dream a world of Love... *Sublime
AllAtOnce Aug 2015
if i'm honest, i don't even know if i wanted you there
but as the silence cut through the radio played on
sometimes i'm so sick of the universe and its signs
even when it isn't wrong

if i'm honest, i laughed too hard
and smiled too much
because i wanted you to fall the same way i did
i wanted you to fall in love

if i'm honest, when you asked truth or dare
it scared the life out of me
i could tell by the look in your eyes
that you knew you could end my being

if i'm honest, in the dimly lit room
i wanted to lose myself in you again
i really can make everything out of absolutely nothing
after all, we're just friends

but if i'm honest, after the one o'clock walk
and you went home to sleep
i must have left my being on the other side of the street
because it didn't come back until two or three

if i'm honest, i only told you that i couldn't go
because i couldn't see you with anyone else
i'm not sorry that i didn't go, though
i guess right now i'm just not myself

and if i'm honest, i just laid in bed
all of the very next day
after seeing you, i always fall so low
waiting to hear from the one who went away

maybe i don't want to be this honest
but i need to stop lying to myself
if i'm honest, it's good to get all of this out
even if it means you shutting down

but if i'm honest, i don't know if i want you to read this
i don't know who i want to be
i only know what i always have
that somehow, i just need you to be there with me.
"Clarity"-Zedd
Kathleen M Aug 2015
My skull echos loudly
Inside are roaring thoughts
Pounding like waves crashing into ships
I need quiet, I need tranquility
Perhaps if I opened the lid of my scalp
I could spill out all the excess noise
As I sew my scalp in place Clarity would whisper in my ear "peace is yours dear"
Clarity sweeping her delacate fingers across my restless bones
The rattling would stop
The roaring would silence
At the touch of Clarity 's shimmering skin
Sapphire currents
          engulf consciousness  
      'neath waves of
   ancient sunken treasure,
delving neath oceans
       cobalt manifests,
   lost riches of bygone eras
   destined to respectfully
        resurface its significance,
     midst new horizons' creations
           as clarity's power deeply inhales
                the depths of salty sea's tumult
Saudia R Dec 2013
Pounding, pounding,
gravel, grass.
Concrete,
soil,
mulch,
my path.
Where should I go?
Stall,
decide,
hesitate,
choose.
I am alone, there is time.
My body says left so left I go.
My goal in mind, pick up the pace,
concentrate, relax,
breathe,
run,
escape.
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