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Iqra Ali Jan 2018
how can I tell him
tell him he's been living in my mind since the last time we spoke
I left but I wanted it back as soon as he walked away - the regret didn't overpower my pride and I guess thats how I know my families blood runs through me - we ruin relationships and our egos prevent us from making up sooner

I've learnt you can't walk back into someone's life expecting your space to still be there, and that's what hurts the most.
an excerpt of a story I'll never write
never walk away from something that makes you happy.
Martin Mikelberg Jan 2018
ego, goose sense
As opposed to horse sense, the horses are more sensible.
Joshua Michael Jan 2018
You say you want to be with me,
Give me a better life to see.
Then why do you push me away,
Teating me like a bored option for the day.

I fell like I'm a hobby to you,
Just a game to play on through.
Maybe just something on the side,
To boost you ego and pride.

Your in a relationship and committed,
And I still try my best I admit it.
Well i can't help my heart chose to,
So it wont change no matter what you do.

Push and attack,ignore or stab to bleed.
It just hurts but i wont leave.
So here I am,its for you to decide whether,
my heart you will torture or pleasure.

But why am I giving away me,
When you share you with another being?
What am i to you? why cant you say it?
Do you feel the same, or are you hiding the feelings?
Nayana Nair Jan 2018
I have to sit quiet,

Wait for the wind

To blow away my tears before they fall.

I have to keep watch

On what I say, what I think.

Even in my sleep, I can’t betray myself.

Gulp each cry, each word I speak,

To be dropped off on a paper no one reads.

Everyone wants a rock to hold onto.

A quick mire, no one needs.

For what do I owe

This heartbreaking happiness?

This eternal river of tears?

For my love, my ego and my fears.

Who can I turn to?

Who can I blame?

For these sad affairs and my sorry state.

My story is better unwritten.

My sorrows untold.

People are fed up of giving sympathies after all.

Bound by the choices, by free will, I made.

I do not have the liberty to complain.
blushing prince Jan 2018
Do you remember the first time you realized that there was such a thing as death?
It wasn't in the sad dog your best friend had hanging around in her backyard but it could have been.
Maybe it was in the ****** gums of the homeless you frequently passed on the way to the bus stop.
Avert your eyes, your mother would tell you but they were glued to the fleshy drops of fluids on shirts that used to be clean.
I started looking at the wrinkles on my hands as fun entertainment while waiting for my father to finish his physical therapy.
I also read the Secret Garden on down times.
Poetic T Jan 2018
I'm mute to the content
of others misgivings
            of my silent ego..

Clambering upon my
             every concern,
  yet I'm deaf to their every syllable.

But in reality I don't give a flying ****...
Poetic T Jan 2018
Flies crept on cremated wounds
                       that had healed untidy..
stitches were never removed
they just descended within
                               suffocating the scars..

Scratching at there depth
within.
              The conciseness
       that caused the cuts to linger.
But still they bled internally.

Your scheming of false fears
            will be actioned upon...
Your just a canary in a coal mine,
        not realizing your already dead.
suffocated within a dark place..

I'm never going to heal,
           but I'm never going to
suffocate on my ego.
         Yours will just sing
till no one listens, sing silently little bird.
Star BG Jan 2018
HAUNTED by my own mind,
the ego ghost envelops me.
Judgements fill mind,
collapsing cells that pulsate once born in heart.

The ego entity knows how to get around
under skin and echo lies to stay in control.

It knows in a blink of an eye when to jump in
so I may not notice.

My mother lived most of her life through ego,
as many others do.

The ego spews out its toxic jargon
to infiltrate keeping me at a lower vibration
away from loves blanket.

The ego ACTS like a SLY FOX
creeping around
delving its paws where it doesn't want.

The Ego ACTS like a SERPENT
floating in waters of the brain
ready to strangle one out of their true identity.

But that leaves me on my spiritual journey
to squash this creature so freedom is mine.

To aline with the angel in heart
who whispers with love and wisdom.

To focus with intention
to have the ego surrender to it
to release its reins of control.

Nows the time to say,
“hay ego stop your nonsense and serve
by focusing on my vital organs
and direct my thoughts no more."

And now, on yet another day,
my sword is drawn
to recognize Ego's shadow,
and stand in power fearlessly.
Thanks to Kim Johanna Baker FOR GIVING ME A VISION OF FOX AND SERPENT   You are my hero.
Star BG Jan 2018
HAUNTED by my own mind
the ego ghost envelops me.
Judgements fill mind,
collapsing cells that pulsate once born in heart.

The ego entity knows how to get under skin
and echo lies to stay in control.

It knows in a blink of an eye when to jump in
so I may not notice.

My mother lived most of her life through ego.
as many others do.

But that leaves me on my spiritual journey
to squash this creature to be free.

To aline with the angel in heart
who whispers with love and wisdom.

Nows the time is here to say,
“hay ego stop your nonsense and serve
by focusing on my vital organs activities
and direct my thoughts no more."

And now, on yet another day,
my sword is drawn to recognize Ego's shadow
and stand in power fearlessly.
inspired by one word "haunted" by Cece Thanks
Damian Murphy Jan 2018
Look at what you did
Said the Ego to the Id,
Have you no Conscience?
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