Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jeremy Betts Jul 28
There's a want to be wrong
Wanted for so long
So long it seems like a folk song
Rather than a foregone conclusion
Just another drawn in lexicon
A childish tantrum replayed like a sing-a-long
'Till the real "want" is gone
And I have to admit I have no idea what's goin' on

©2024
NA Mar 2018
long time friend, don't lie
I can see you
your sincerest hour
when you come with tail between legs
there is pretext

lie about lies, stop stop
it don't matter
ascend disconnection
the whothewhatthewherethewhenthewhythe or the howthe
give no pooh-bah
Simulacrum.
Many people came to mind.
AD Snail Jan 2018
Another year has left and gone,
Fear has now consumed my soul,
Unable to take back all the foregone.

They promised me my life wasn't a pawn,
But I don't think I can keep leading myself on.

I try not to worrying over all the issues and unknowns.

As the clock turns twelve, my heart skips a beat,
Fear is clenching it; trying to bring it into a waltz.
My thoughts screaming out to me,
'Don't allow it to sweep you away!'

As everyone is consumed with joy, making new years resolutions;
I am consumed by anxiety, paranoia sweeping me off my feet,
Singing to me all the things to panic about.

As everyone shall party, and stay awake,
I shall go to bed, trying to sleep and keep all the thoughts at bay.
Stephen Rutledge May 2017
That fathomless chasm,

How sheer those depths,
What misery to await,

To succumb this world to silence,
Beneath thy voice resounds,

Entranced to follow,
A foregone echo,
From times,
All lost to long ago,

Into that eerie gloom;
I am swallowed,

How that sweet whisper of thee abruptly cease,
As depths's end is reached,

And to be alone again,
Where even no shadow choose to dwell,
Trapped,
Thy darkness my cell.
Toni Apr 2016
Yesterday.
As a breeze…
comes and goes gently
As a cloud…
quietly leaves noone sees
Nostalgia perhaps can’t be gone
On the street I walk alone
Passing the old place I was not alone
Ahead corner wakes my concern
Let it bygone, let it foregone
Time to turn so turn

— The End —