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Sydney Ann Mar 2015
I chose
the road
less traveled

and you probably
don't know
what to do

forgive me
it is such
a wonderful
place to be
BellonasBride Mar 2015
You lost control
Over your own soul.
Looking like a tree
without
any
leaves.
Because the leaves they fell off
It's what happens with love...
You don't need the leaves
So you let them fall
but you lost control
you lost control
over your own soul.
Like an artist, too late to create.
He came when it's dark
To draw the scene in the park..
But the moon lost it's spark
So it's way to dark to create.
It's what happens in hate.
When you're just too late to forgive.
No chances left to give..
So you're lost in the dark.
You lost control.
Lost control
over your own soul.
Pushed away love
And greeted hate..
Well I suppose..
This was fate.
It's Not Too Late
Not too late to decide
Too live again
Because after Winter..
The tree grows new leaves

And after Night
The Sun shines new beams.
Jackie White Mar 2015
Where is everyone?
He walked down the empty hallway
I guess everyone went home...Thats where i should be
'Frank?' rang a voice through the corridor
He froze
Who called my na-It cant be
A boy about the same height turned the corner.
Please. I cant do this right now
The shadows danced as he raced the other way, chills from the familiar voice going down his back.
Run. Faster!
'Frank, wait!'
why did i stop?
Frank turned around to see the boy he loved and feared.
Go away
'Frank. I need to talk to you'
Just turn around and walk away
'Want to get some dinner, Frank?'
why cant i move?
'Frank, come on. I know youre mad. We can talk this out.'
Its too late. I have already tried that
'Im sorry. Can you forgive me, Frank?'
I did the first time...
'I wont do it again'
...And the time after that...
'I promise'
...and you still hurt me.
'I really am sorry. I never meant to hurt you!'
Lies, and i know it
'Please Frank. We can talk about this.'
So why do i want to forgive you?
'Answer me, Frank! Dont just stand there!' The boy yelled, tearing up.
Why do i want to hug you, and tell you everything is fine?
'Frank? Please baby!'
why do i feel this way when i let you into my heart...
'I said i was sorry! What else do you want?'
...Why did i let you hurt me?
'I love you, Frank! I always have!'
Why do i want to scream "i love you too" and forget everything that went wrong?
'Frank, I promise i will never do it again. I will never hurt you like i have'
Its a big cycle. A cycle that wont end.
'I will n-never s-strike you or yell or anything.' The boy said, sobbing.
I love you. I dont want to lose you. But you hurt me. How can i love someone i fear?
'I promise, love. I promise!'
What do i do?
'Forgive me! Please Frank! Please say you forgive me, baby.'
No
*Yes
Homosexual abuse happens too. Dont ignore it.
Dat Boi Mar 2015
She turns to face him,
Her bright cobalt eyes glistening with salty water
She fights the urge to hug him,
To be there for him forever
But it's her job as is sister
To resist
To pull herself together
Brush aside her conflicting feelings
And leave him
Her mind seems to be screaming are you really leaving him?
She crumples to a heap, pleading
Crying, those bright blue eyes
Begging his chocolate ones
Forgive me, forgive me, I love you, forgive me.
She can't let go now
Forgive me, brother, for I have sinned.
i have been placed on to a pedestal.
for every one to gawk at and be repulsed by.
I do not hate these people for judging what I've done.
I'm an animal
trapped in a cage
confused,
but understanding when a finger is pointed my way and the booming voices shout
'YOU HAVE BETRAYED US!!'
And what tears my insides apart
is that I have not only
betrayed
my friends,
but also myself.
I despise what I see in the mirror;
mentally
physically
even the existence of my being.
how can the unforgivable
be forgiven?
Luna Mar 2015
People forgive but they never forget
Every word we say and every sound we make
Will always be remembered
We will either leave scars or help them heal
'Do not walk away'
'You always lie. Why would tell the truth now?'

she stepped
into the street
got hit by
Chevy Silverado
It took her years to recover
Do people change? - Is forgiveness a thing anymore?
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