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jules Apr 2016
Stuck in an endless dream of melancholic desires.
She screams into the darkness, but nothing comes out.
Ignatius Hosiana Apr 2016
like these make me want to ask,
"what
material
are
they
who
succeed
made
of?"
I made a promise to myself
to never love again
to never open up my heart
and let love drive me insane

Suddenly you were there
and you promised to be true
I gave myself up
when I gave into you

When you said forever
I let my guard down
foolishly believed you
when you said you'd stick around

It didn't take long
before you went away
and left me there in panic
begging you to stay

How many people can you love
before you lose your mind
and your heart turns to ice
leaving all your hope behind

I'll make a promise to myself
to never love again
to never open up my heart
and let love drive me insane



Please keep that promise this time.
Olivia-Grace Apr 2016
I want to write without writing.
Try without trying.
Speak without speaking.
Fly without flying.

I want to smoke without smoking.
Cry without crying.
Love without loving.
Die without dying.

I want to live without living.
Lie without lying.
Hope without hoping.
Sigh without sighing.

I want to escape without escaping.
Be without being.
Leave without leaving.
See with out seeing.
Ellie Sora Apr 2016
That heart that she once craved for
And that boy that made her want more
(More than ever before)
That same soul that completelly made her lose it all
Believe me, she never thought that she could face such fall
And the facts are all in there
And they are more than she can bare

Make it simple for her, make it clear
This girl doesn’t need more fear
She’s not a toy, she’s not a shell
Don’t make her go through Hell

She was careless to believe that soul
She was stupid to be thinking that this boy would make her whole

Who knows if her memories will ever be erased
‘cause she doesn’t want to remember all that time that she had waste
Maybe she never will forget
Maybe it was fate, that they had met

But all for best... she wants to die because it makes her hurt
Because no matter how many times she said “I love you”, she was never heard
Katherine Laslie Apr 2016
To accept my fate
Is to throw my life away
To do what's best for myself
Is to take away the good things in my life

I've always
Prayed every night
Asking God to let me see
Through both eyes
The the world
The way everyone else does

But I now know
That that'll never happen
To be honest
My faith is shaken
And I've never felt
More forsaken

What'll happen to me now?
Should I just roll over and die?
Because that's what it feels like I'm doing
Just because of one
Useless eye

It's not fair
The way I've taken it
All in stride
It's not fair
How my eye
Can no longer see colors
Everything is turning black
It's not fair
I'm only nineteen

I'm fully prepared
And fully aware
Of what's happening
And what the outcome will be

But I'm still afraid
The thought
It terrifies me
And I just want to give up
On life
On everything
Acuriousnature Apr 2016
I Romanticize
And visualize
The Real eyes  
Full of Despise
So Dramatized yet
Can't Realize the  
Real Lies so quick
Disguised by
Their Improvised
Alibis that will arise
When ice flame dies
baptized by
Unholy flies now
Desensitized by  
So blessed by those
Bedeviled Snake eyes
That traumatize,  
Yet tantalize my soul
And likewise,
These ****** skies
Sorrowed demise,
Was brought upon by  
White lies.
Now tainting lives,  
Once colorized,
so grey.
Your eyes.

Beloved Reprise
Oh how I love these tragic romances <3
Alan S Bailey Apr 2016
Would you attend a half-time funeral
Near the oak and pine branch at the cemetery,
Floral bouquet in hand, the last stand,
For the fool who dazzled in the light
Of dark, sorting through old newspapers,
Cigar in their mouth, unseen by such
That they remained happily in front of
Live TV watching the 7:00 news, amuse,
A vague smile, broken down besides
The window pane of a thousand tomorrows
Yet to come that never will. You will see them
All come, when they finally reach you at full
Speed, to end, to the same place you already
Arrived at in the light, and found the truth
Is not anything mystical or a fateful message,
It's ironically simple, life is simply life.
Jack Jenkins Apr 2016
Hopeless Romantic
It's all that I am, promise
Hopeless Romantic
Colten Sorrells Apr 2016
if I told you
I killed my love
would you
cry for me?

if I told you
what I'm thinking of
would you
lie for me?

if I told you
now I'm half a man
and feel nothing
inside,
then
would you*
even try to help
or
would you
let me
die

**?
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