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Spike Harper Nov 2016
Change has a strange way of happening all at.
Once.
There was a tale that believed to be never ending.
Built on pillars that boasted victory from the sands of time.
Only the stormss onslaught continued.
battering any life daring enough to venture out.
An incessant cycle of death.
One that only grew more ravenous with every meal.
Only to discover that the beast turned machine some time ago.
Just as the landscape did.
Leaving the inside as vacant as yesterday's tears.
And so the tale concluded.
Not with bang.
Or A crash.  
But a whisper.
No grand exit.
And no goodbye.
For its only a chapter in this ever growing novel of disappointment.
And with welcoming arms does the darkness insist.
The right choice was always so obvious.
And now perspective is all that's left.
So one must ask.
Has hells chains ever been removed.
Or has the minds eye been shut all this time..
*sigh* how many times am I going to complete this circle..
erik lubbe Oct 2016
Do YOU know
What you did to my heart
You took it and tossed it
You said "ARE you gonna get it"
But you dident just throw it
No you crushed it
Tore it
Ripped it
I was HEARTLESS but I met...
Her
You tore my heart and she mended it
Shardé Pillay Oct 2016
My heart is a black hole now that you're gone
I lay awake in my bed at night
Thinking about what we used to be
How we made love right here
And when you used to sleep next to me
I think about you in bed at night
And cry myself to sleep
The past haunts our future
Ruman Hafsa Oct 2016
I doesn't say sorry
Doesn't mean I won't regret
It's just that
Uttering is what my guilt doesn't let

I doesn't react
When people censure me
Doesn't mean
That I am carefree

It really hurts when they say
I have a heart made of stone
But they doesn't understand
That I feel so lone

A guilt in my heart
Sinks me down in it
Like a broken ship
Drowning in an ocean's pit...
I really want to correct my mistakes
Dark Delusion Aug 2016
She’s sweet and kind.
She’s smiling and laughing.
No one sees her frame of mind.
No one hears her heart cracking.

She’s beautiful and thin.
She’s popular and smart.
No one feels her evil twin.
No one sees her fake heart.

She loves her family and friends.
She loves animals and strangers.
No one notice her mind of cleanse.
Those around don’t feel the danger.

The time is near.
To see her other side.
Everyone feels fear.
They're afraid to be alive.

Sweet and kind changes to evil and cruel.
She have the laughter of the devil.
She is cutting the flesh with an edge tool.
The feeling of insanity is so special.

The ****** path she chose.
She is in a whole other world.
Smelling the black rose.
Her thoughts is swirled.

Black.
Red.
Light won't come back.
The victims of her bloodshed.

Her heart remains enclosed in darkness.
The colour of her mind is pitch black.
She is truly heartless.
She won’t and can’t turn back.

Her life was just a plain cover.
This is her true colour.
Tehreem Aug 2016
At his touch her beating heart turns to ice
Then he burned her like his last cigarette
Veronica Jul 2016
He accuses me of lying
Even though im being honest
He said he sent me a text
And did i not response
But i assure him
I never recieved anything
And he says "yeah right"
It hurts me to know
That i could swear on everything
And im still a liar
I wish for once he would believe me
But of course that will never happen
I hate the fact that im always being blame
For things i have never made
Im tired of being in this position
Always being accuse of lying
This just happen to me. I swear i never recieved anything but he doesn't believe me .. i really am not lying. He just got home and went to sleep and is mad at me.
I swear im not lying. He always says i am when im not i always have to proof my innoncence smh. I hope god proofs to him im not lying so he could feel bad which i doubt he ever well .. he never feels bad for accusing me of lying even if i prove him wrong.
Veronica Jul 2016
Remembering those goodtimes
Wondering where they've all gone
Thinking if you still love me?
Or if im something left in the past?
How did we get to this?
What did i do wrong?
Am i still the person you want for the rest of your life?
Or am i just something you got use too?
And waiting to see how far can it last?
I miss the person you were
Wishing i could make the old you come back
But i know thats impossible and makes me sad
When we argue i sometimes think,
"i dont think i could take this anymore"
Im ready to throw the towel
But then the love i have for you
Makes me think twice
And i say "maybe one day the old you might come back."
Cat Fiske Jul 2016
You: "hey man I love you, But no ******* way."
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