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Fernanda Savaris Apr 2016
It's a sinous path
and the whole way is endless
It scares you so much
and you are being senseless

Bright fog and no light
that's all you can see
Darkness behind you,
but you cannot feel me

You fear the next step
afraid of losing
The limbo is real
and reality is looming

Nothing aside,
no ups nor downs.
Unless you get it through
you will never get out

Step, step.
The door will be there
It is all on you
to figure out where
KILLME Apr 2016
I listen to music
And i’m tempted
To rush over to your
House and run away
With you
Because i’m in love

It’s four am.

I’m sorry.

I sound like him
When he talks about
That baby mama

But i know we’re different

Because we're not whole
If we’re not together
I just scribbled this down because when i hear music i hear you. Us. And my heart just wont stop until i get something down
Meg B Mar 2016
I am exhausted of
feeling exhausted.
I am emotionlessly emotional.
I am hopelessly hopeful.
I am sitting still at 1000mph.
Example Alone Mar 2016
Another day another night,
another hour another fight,
this room is filled with fear and uncertainty,
is a solution near,
no it's very far and nothing ever seems clear,
Once long ago
happiness of course that's what I wished for,
Unhappiness is what I got,
I've tried,
I've lied ,
I've fell,
I've cried,
my end is near,
I'm making this clear,
exhausted that's me,
I'm tired,
please see,
I can't do this no more,
my life of struggle is brakes every piece of me,
my stomach is turning growling and swirling,
hunger it hurts,
who will I miss or who will miss me, no one i see,
I only live another day for my pup I walk today.
Joanne Lee Feb 2016
It is relentless

It never quite ceases

Out of the multitude of predicaments, one is resolved only to be followed by another colossal quandary

I am exhausted, depleted of all vigor

So ready to resign and wash my hands of this existence

Alas, I'd like to rest now.
February 2016
Joanne Lee Feb 2016
The available level of oxygen left in these debilitated lungs of mine is at .01% and I'm turning absolutely cerulean.

Regardless, I'm feigning things are fine.

My wizened lips are starting to quiver. They're growing numb from being elongated into a desperate smile.

I'm saying I'm fine when really I'm gradually starting to notice lights in front of my eyes and the world seems to be on a broken elevator that goes up and down much too quickly and my legs and arms have perceivably left the rest of my body to the forces of gravity.

But really, I'm fine.
March 2014
Jamie King Feb 2016
They climb dreaded shoulders of weary mountains,
with shredded beds and old blades.
Gently greeting the grass, shielding them from thorns born to burden feet.
  Pain is a meal for each day,
in dark winters their flame blazing in cold days.
Beaming beyond reaches of feathered fields,
Further Filled with golden rage
DaRk IcE Jan 2016
Sleepless nights take me away
As the blood pours
And my skin
Dries
Im left ******
Dry
Somwhere between
Near and
Far
Come take me away to my distant
Fears
And leave me disturbed and crazed
Darkness hovers where eyes are peeled open
And zombies are my
Friends
Staggering in rhythmic choreographed dances
That werewolves sing to
Offering a hand so we can dance the
Night
Away
Taylor Poole Jan 2016
Take a look in the mirror,
Look at the face displayed.
A face of beauty, that the eyes do not see.
Why?

Why can I never be good enough?
Society says that I am beautiful the way I am;
However pretty is what you must be.
Pretty gives you an easier way of life.

This face in the mirror,
What would it look like if I was actually me?
If I didn't change into what society wants me to be.
Would I even recognize me?

Exhausted of pretty,
There's a new trend everyday.
Acceptance is the key.
Look in the mirror.

Is this really me?
Are you really you?
Pretty is the key.
But is it me?
Lauren Giuliani Dec 2015
Energy,
Here it is not.
I struggle to
Keep my eyelids from touching,
And to focus on the information around me.
I am the old cat
Who can't remember
That it's in the process of being fed.
Read the same sentence again
And again.
I only feel awake when the
Moon and stars are high,
While the world around me buzzes
My eyes cross and blur.
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