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sankavi Dec 2018
I love our midnight calls*

i love when we call at 1 am
talking for hours until you get tired
you try so hard not to fall asleep
"I'm not tired"
you say although I know you're half asleep
you finally fall asleep
and I end the call saying
"Goodnight, I love you"
even though I know you wont  hear me
i love everything about you
Haylin Nov 2018
12:03 am
something feels wrong

12:05 am
something bad is going to happen

12:08 am
I'm a failure everyone hates me I need out

12:10 am
calm down just try to breath

12:12 am
you're going to be ok

12:13 am
you're okay
Ek Nov 2018
I still wish you would come back
Please hurry home now
Before I fall in the midnight black

Your absence will hit me with a whack
Even though I don't know how
I still wish you would come back

Our favours weren't in the zodiac
I better find another vow
Before I fall in the midnight black

I think I see the clothes you pack
The uniform you did endow
I still wish you would come back

You see, you made me a maniac
I need you to stop my bow
Before I fall in the midnight black

I don't want to see you in some sort of flashback
I want the real you somehow
I still wish you would come back
Before I fall in the midnight black
Robin Lemmen Nov 2018
And it is tiresome to think
But most of all I drown in sad
Knowing you will never know, me
Like I wish, like I know you could have
To explore my midnight tendrils
To watch me, be
Broken wishes that left scars on my skin
Explore boundaries knowing
Home awaits inside my arms
It is tiresome, so tiresome
To always ponder and dream
Stuck on wishful thinking
So, please
Don't paint me troubled
Think of me in pastels, a breath of spring air
After the confusion of winter's numbness has melted away
Erian Rose Nov 2018
From the mirror window
What do you see?
From broken glass
And fallen dreams
What do you see?
The moon shines brightly in the nights
Where the stars glow past the darkened flow
The hollows whose bark falls apart
Landing upon a chill cold ground
What do you see?
In a window light
Shining brighter as ever
Leaving a path past the midnight
And a bird's crooked crow
What do you see
When you stare ever blankly
Through the shattered window?
If I could do anything
I would be controlling clocks
And go right back to that mouldy box
With the broken locks
And the electrics off
Those days when I would sold me socks for cake and drops
Whist cooking rocks
***** this K detox
I feel like a baby fox
Thats I been ***** by all 3 bears and goldilocks
But day by day with my tool box and theese building blocks
I'll build my very own fort knox
Il see the light shine when I stike the  fire from my matchbox
Listening to my old jukebox
When the blood hits the barrel
My whole world unravels
It's time to time travel
As I sink into the gravel
Words become babble
Everyday's a constant battle
Please free me from this shackle
As i wake up in the morning
Feeling free and newborn
But ready for the rattle
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