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Tyler Matthew Feb 2018
The long hands of mem’ry are strangling my mind,
reachin’ out past the face to which my love was assigned.
When I go out in the evening to see what it is I can find
I’m haunted by the things we said.

When morning light lies beside me in my bed
I’ve got to turn myself over and shake out my head
because the whole scene reminds me of the day we wed
and of the life from which we resigned.

Like a sharp shaft of glass, we tore through the years,
only to end drowning in each other’s tears.
But the past’s so much closer than it appears,
and if you look too long you’ll go mad.

To say I never loved you’s to fall in line with a fad.
But to ignore what I feel now is just more weight I can’t add.
So I look down at the ashes, dust off what we had,
and stifle my rising fears.
Douglas Goins Feb 2018
You asked for sincerity.
So allow me to be sincere.
When I say that I've loved.
To end up broken because of it.
Because love isn't free.
You have to pay for your happiness.
Put in what you get out.
So I gave it my all.
My entire life savings.
Which wasn't a lot to the world.
But was the world to me.
Just to find out that it wasn't enough.
Leaving me here.
On the corner of the earth.
Without a penny for my thoughts.
Learning too late.
That my good heart.
Was better than my riches.
Leaving me here.
With multiple clothes.
But the same battered heart.
That hasn't been refreshed in years.
With a scent you would call bittersweet.
Leaving me here.
Desperate.
Asking you to stay.
Because you were forewarned.
That I don't have a lot left.
So I'm giving you everything.
Fighting this time.
For love.
Your love.
Instead of paying for its mistakes.
I'll do what I have to.
Even if that means I have to hurt.
To make us last.
Ash Feb 2018
The oblivious night in need of salvation
The moon emits love to the night’s unaware starvation
We the stars, reflect that love in our light
An outlet of faith to the incognizant night
Amanda Kay Burke Feb 2018
Sinking into my bed again
You're in my head and on my mind
I said I was over this but it seems
My subconscious hasn't left him behind

At night I'm haunted by his voice
Although my days are pulled by you
I thought I had killed old memories
The darkness revives what I once knew

I close my eyes and I see his
Every time I doze they come alive
These beautiful blues have become my foes
Unyielding no matter how hard I try

My dreams are out of control
Teeming with unwanted scenes
Unstable, they start spinning fast
Easily breaking heartfelt routines

I guess I can't trust my own senses
The signs I created are not even real
My imagination is misleading
I need to listen to what I feel

I'm unable to believe in visions
I'm imprisoned by my own design
This betrayal wasn't my decision
And the guilt I'm facing isn't mine

Desperate for a bit of rest
I wish his face wasn't always there
But I'm helpless and it's impossible
To change the scenery beneath my hair

What used to be a masterpiece
I no longer consider art
And I'd fare much better if
Me and my dreams were kept apart.
Lost love sometimes stays in the back of your mind only crawling out late at night to torture your brain with fond memories.
mitus Feb 2018
why am i still crying over YOU
I dumped YOU
you weren't good for me
i want to stop please
i hate this
i hate you
please
im de spera te
i cant help it
i think about you
so much
too much
I can't keep up.
Raven Jan 2018
You struck me down
I brought you up
You broke my heart
You stupid ****
My ****** body
Lay by your side
A knife in hand
You laugh with pride
On my hands and knees
I crawl back to you
With bleeding wrists
I whisper, "I love you too"
There's no way out
Of this hell I'm in
Slaughter me now
Consume my sin
You didn't care
About me now or then
So I'm done with you
I won't come back again.
Marco Benitez Jan 2018
Have you ever wanted something so badly,
You would do anything to get a hold of it?
Ever wanted something so badly,
You can't help but avoid it?
The simple thought of not having it boils you blood.

Your mind takes you far
You wonder, and imagine
Just what could you do if you had a grasp of it...




But you don't have it,
And the only thing that you can do is dread it.

It is impossible to get your attention away from it,
For everything reminds you of it.
It tortures you,
And it pleasures you.
It leaves you with a bittersweet scent.

One question remains


Would you be dangerous without it,



Or with it?




How far would you go to get it,



How far would you go to keep it?






Once you have it,








Would you ever let it go?
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