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GQ James Mar 2021
Married life can get hectic at times,
But it can be beautiful as well,
Don't get discouraged when times get hard,
Hold on and keep fighting to the finish,
Me and my wife have been through the worse,
We still keep fighting,
You can't give up just because it gets rough.

No fight will ever be easy,
As time goes by things will get harder,
Nothing worth having will ever be easy,
The harder the fight is,
The more valuable they are,
Can't have something valuable without a fight.

The price of love is priceless,
Never stay in a unhappy marriage,
Leave that marriage if you're not happy,
You deserve to be happy,
You don't deserve to be unhappy,
Marriage isn't for the weak,
Not everyone is mature enough for marriage,
Not everyone is strong enough for marriage.

If you don't feel in your heart you're ready,
Just do yourself a favor and stay single,
Marriage is a respectable gesture,
Not just another journey in your life,
Take it seriously not just walk through it.
Marriage isn't for the weak. If you're not mature enough to handle it just stay single.
When the world ends and the skies clash,
When the tide grows and the fires crash,
I promise, I won't tremble.
Till the last hour I will stand strong,
Till the last breath defend right from wrong.
Till the dawn, I won't stumble.
When you die young, when your eyes close,
When your hand slips and your heart slows,
I promise I will not cry.
I'll take it all, I will ask no whys
Live through every fall
Live through every try
But here, I will not die.
...
If you were there, to watch me burn,
Spilling metal heart in broken yearn,
You would not turn away.
But as it is, I stand alone,
The hands are cold, the bow is drawn,
And for the end I pray.
If you were here, to watch me die,
(please, stay close...)
I could have said the last goodbye.
(i wanna see you just once again)
But now, my hopes are naught.
We get no answers while we live.
Life teaches us to just believe.
Just be, no matter what.
(are you there?)

...

so, when  all's gone,
and the wind howls,
when the dead rise
and the earth yowls –
olive green
tight fitting garbs
drab and mean
old men who jaw
we're a caravan
of death
we march to a beat
of bullets let
i'm running far first chance i get

christ, i'm in the army now
During half slept nights, fear seeps out from my dreams
It follows you, it follows me
But I invite that fear in to come rest while I hide
From everything wrong in the world but mostly everything wrong that's inside
We sit and wait reliving scenes after scene
Of everything that could happen and everything that has been
But im growing tired of fears company now so I try to turn the vacancy light off
But the light has become broken and fear said he will never stop
So I sit and I wait
And I wait and I sit
Until fear and I merge into a black and endless pit
We can try to escape this but it's harder that it may seem
Because it follows you
While it clings to me
my tales about my struggle with fear and anxiety
Dreamypretty Jan 2021
Looking into the oblivion
Staring blankly into this yellow wall
In the midst of a house party
My housewarming party
What I am looking for?

When my friends are drinking and dancing
And I'm sitting there even though I'm smiling
They ask me, Pretty : why do you look sad?
I don’t even know if I’m sad or just plain.. blank.
What am I looking for?

Everyplace I go, the horizon at the sea or the peak of a mountain
Or when I’m just chilling in my den
Staring into the silence.
What am I looking for ?

Is knowing too much a bane?
Isn’t a foolish person happier?

It’s funny isn’t it? Or just an irony?
That as I write this sitting on the chair in my room
After that house party, my housewarming party
I stare blankly at this wall and the wall stares blankly at me
And then we are a perfect company !
I wrote this sometime when I was battling a heartbreak, a void, probably depression. To all of you who feel the emptiness, I want to say that it does not last. You are stronger than that and you can beat it.
Chad Young Jan 2021
Two sets of eyes
Collide
In anger
In angst
One set is proud
And stands his ground.
Be his hurt
Be the pain
No questions asked
No turns to the right
Or to the left.

Turn fight/flight into widsom?
Maybe thinking about it at home.

Turn your head away
Walk home.
Mental images
Mister J Jan 2021
Sometimes I wonder
Why I still stay with you
Even when we go through
The thickest and thinnest
I find myself still beside you

Sometimes I think
What would happen if
We both reach our breaking points
Where everything is total chaos
Would I still go back to you?

Sometimes I worry
Where would we be each day
Would we be fighting?
Or would we be laughing?
Would I still stay with you?

Sometimes I question
How much I really love you
Can I still handle your whims?
Can I still try to understand?
Will I still lay in bed with you?

Sometimes I ask
Who am I gonna be today?
Will I be tolerating you?
Will I confront you?
Will I still be kissing you?

And then I stop..
I realize that this is love
That I am in love with you
That even through the hardest of times
And through the thickest arguments
Through the worst insecurities
And the worst shortcomings
I will still choose you
Because at the end of the day
I decided to be with you
I decided to kiss you
To embrace you
All your beauty
All your faults
All of you
I chose to love

And if it doesn't make sense
Why should it?
The only thing that makes sense to me
Is that love makes no sense
And that even if we don't make sense
I love you
And you love me
And I chose to be
With you
Quick write
Don't expect something polished
Been rusty
It's been a while.

Belated Happy Holidays and New Year
What's up guys?

-J
Elijah Aaron Jan 2021
Down in the dirt.
Beat to the ground.
Hit after hit.
Strike after strike.
Bruises on and in me.
Cuts deep and sharp.
Get up I will.
Stay down I can't.
Things aquire my attendence.
People need my presence.
On my feet now.
Steady myself.
Stare it all down I must.
Take it head on I do.
More pain is sure to come.
It's ok.
It's what it takes.
I'm not alone.
I have been healed.
So come on!
Take your best shot!
Keep going.
Double King Dec 2020
Once upon a time—
Time I vividly remember,
I was ending my life line
Saying, “Lord, I surrender.”
Knife is what I hold;
Rope is what I grasp,
But someone has told:
“Don't let faith escape from your clasp.”
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