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Destiny left me on the road
As the day invite the night
And night raised the day
My heart's too tired to go on
I let myself to listen to shawn(mendes songs)
That who'll be awake til the dawn
Sun shows openly itself
But I'm finding a side to hide myself
This reminds me to repeat maybe
To tell don't take hard, hey you crazy
Owen C Swenson Jan 2018
I run, they chase.
Genetically modifying the master race. We are trapped, for it will always know your face.
Anytime and any place.
****** recognition in your private space. Never overlook a clue and never leave a  trace.
For they will charge you with a premeditated sentence.
Can we comprehend this as our fate, while others are being hurdled through these prison gates.
Everyone can run but we'll never be hidden.
This kind of knowledge is completely forbidden.
We are the enemy as ponds set in place. So I run, yet they chase.
Mohamed Nasir Jan 2018
Though the sun and moon
Be hidden by clouds but truth
Shall always prevail
You can't hide the truth forever
Michael Falls Jan 2018
The world halted in its fear,
It trembled and shook.
It silenced itself and hid.

But the giant noticed nothing,
       saw nothing,
                heard nothing,
                                  
                                    It just wanted a friend.
Sometimes you have to pay attention or confront things even if they're scary. You can ignore them, but that path is always the lonelier one.
...
..
.
our fingertip bangs
masterpieces
of
the
heart
you try
an own
that
our fingertip bangs
?
...
..
.
ain't no secrets
on
love
...
..
.
luci Dec 2017
the most
absurdly
exhausting
of all labours
is the distasteful art
of pretending to be
someone
else
don't waste your energy on hiding who you are
Carlos Aneta Dec 2017
My thinking has failed.
My heart, cut open.
Suffering, unveiled.
Yet I'm still broken.

I thought I was clear.
I thought you were fair.
But you weren't here.
And I wasn't there.

Were we meant to be?
Or destined to fail?
It could be just me.
Another tall tale.

Now we don't talk.
I know that you cry.
To you it's a shock-
It's true, so do I.

You're right, I don't show.
I also don't tell.
Because when you know,
You say "Go to hell".

Wanted to be heard.
Thought that was okay.
My vision is blurred.
Can't keep tears at bay.
What was I thinking
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