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Devin Ortiz Mar 2016
I wear my cloak of crows
With a sly eye to the door
Hanging on the thought
Of leaving because
I've never really stayed

The black feathers flock to the window
Beady eyes survey my inaction
As the pitter patter of raindrops
Hum along the glass

I'm comforted for a moment
By my new ****** of friends
Gazing into my past
And the uncertain future

The rapid beat of my heart
Regains my attention
To the clutch on the armrest
My eyes have since shifted
Back to the door...

Like I'm there once again
Such a persistent memory
The one where it is too late
When regrets manifest
Into demons we carry
Through the mud, these burdens
Never letting you forget that instant

So I sit in this chair
In this room focused
On the door ready to run

At the end of the day
All the convincing in the world
Cannot change true nature
Not when it counts
Not when it matters
AM Mar 2016
you turned off your emotion
and shut the door at me

it doesn't shocked me that much
after all you were always hiding
away from the light of day

to tell the truth you scared me
cause it always seem like
you're ready to walk away
at any time when I'm off guard

so I never bother to knock your door
though I love you and I wish for more
there, I said it
I want you to take a peek
and say, "come inside"
Pauline Morris Mar 2016
They're rapping at my window, howling at my door
They're clawing at my carpet, banging on my walls
They're rattling my door ****, flickering my lights
They're looking thru the key hole, shouting thru the cracks

They're crashing thru my window, breaking down my door
They're tearing up the carpet, knocking down my walls
They're ripping off my door ****, busting all my bulbs
They're coming thru the keyhole, screaming by my head

They're entering my mind, there's nothing I can do
They're crawling into my fleash, controlling my every move
They're examining all my fears, making sure they all come true
They've finally taken over, now I truly am insane
Pauline Morris Mar 2016
I'm with Jack and his brother Jim
We got together on a whim
I think I've spent to much time with them

My vision is getting blurred
I'm having problems being heard
My speech is slurred

They tasted so very good
I'd drink more of them if I could
But I don't think I should

Because walking has become a chore
The door I did expore
That's how I ended up on floor
kenny Diamond Feb 2016
Why do care i ask myself
It must be weakness inside my heart
To care when i should walk away
I always look inside the good
But it is bad that takes over  like cancer
So many words
But to you it was just dirt on you shoes
I thought  it could something great
I wanted be glue to your heart
I was battle  i could never won
In end i was just sucker on  your stick
Nhera Rahman Feb 2016
A child who once wasn't happy
one to wanted to be of a unique
under the illusion of society given
you will never be accepted if weak

I was the one naive of all
the small introvert in the herd
passing through many doors
as adapting knowing
I was their choice of third

I wasn't the perfect child
growing up was good enough
my family is an average born
I grew with thoughts of living
was always kind well
As to no one had told me
it should be this tough

I was one of a kind
the kind you'd be worried
though appearances
known to seem docile
my parents concerned

I might have grown hurried
as paced from other children
I was the one who realized the lies first
Abdullah Ayyash Feb 2016
I pity all broken hearts
Filled with spears and darts
How could people be cruel
To hurt what's behind all arts

Homeless, is all that it is now
Living beside a waste bin
With no walls for warmth in winter
Not even a door to let you in

My heart wants to reach out
Asking you for a place to live
This can't be the end of life
There's still something called love
© Copyright
Abdullah Ayyash
February 6th, 2016
Agnes Angelina Feb 2016
When the first time i knew you...
I never thought that you would mean the world for me...

The door was locked...
Someone tried to brag it...
And i didn't open it...

And then you came...
You knocked the door...
I opened it up...
And gave you the whole key...
And said...

This key is yours...
You can stay in this house forever if you want...
although this key can be used by you for going out...
But i hope, you will just stay in and use this key to lock the door for me, so that none can open it up and mess up in OUR house...
AM Feb 2016
and you know
the moment I step my feet
outside that big door
I will regret;
every laughter we can't share
all the tears we cannot bear
the home we both swear
and you know
you know very well
I will always care
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