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Ay Sep 2019
Like a train on its tracks;
throughout the journey of life you will run out of fuel
or repeatedly question where the route is leading you.
Never stay stagnant.
Take your brief stops, but if you stay stagnant in the rain ~/ in the same destroying frame of mind /~ that's where rust forms.

If you don't manage the rust,
or don't try to get your train clean,
you'll destroy your / self /.

Some have never endured the storms that fell during your route
so they can't understand your high fares.
Their route seemed smoother & easier,
leaving you wondering why your tracks always led you to abandoned tunnels.

Appreciate those who chose to stay during those peak and hectic times.
They sat by the windows, saw some of the fog you drove through,
but never saw your perception from the drivers seat.

Slowly getting to grips that my misery and sadness not only delays the schedule,
but delays the route of self.
austin Sep 2019
Loneliness.
Just my shadow sits beside me.
Monotonous.
Not even the birds, nor the bees.

Uncertainty.
I don't think I'll ever change.
Insanity.
My God, I'm so deranged.

I need something to keep me sane
I don't know what it is
I just know I am not the same
Such a shame it is.

I think I dropped my feelings
in this well of murky black
I hope someone can help me find them
before I have a heart attack.
Nathan Sep 2019
Take the ten thousand fragments
Of this heart you stomped on so cruely
To win your popularity contest

Avoiding obvious feelings
Of which you proclaimed
Sweep them under the rug
This heart breaks no more
It will never be broken
It will never be fixed

Love is nothing but misery to me
Yet love is a game to you
Lu Sep 2019
I can stand him
       not loving me-
       I can't stand him
       loving her.
Lang Lean
Mark Sep 2019
Get out of my life
Shut the front door
Or you'll be in strife
Like I've told you before

So she don't want you back
I could have told you that
Your fault for being so slack
Now who's wearing the top hat
At least ya don't have to put up with her girlie pack
The new gals at the bar will just think your some stray cat

Get out of my life
Shut the front door
Or you'll be in strife
Like I've told you before

But I miss her so much
I miss her soft touch
I know I was a bit rough
But she messed with my brain
Getting lost down memory lane
Like a boxers hit with no real true pain

Get out of my life
Shut the front door
Or you'll be in strife
Like I've told you before

I'll treat her with more respect
I don't won't our relationship to be wrecked
Do you think she will take me back?
I want to get our relationship on the right track
But first I want to see how I go with some other gals
Maybe she would be happier, if we were just good pals.
Lu Sep 2019
You were the one
          I wanted most
          to stay.

But time could not
          be kept at bay.

The more it goes,
          the more it's gone,
          the more it takes away.
- Land Leav
Sam Wickstrom Sep 2019
All trying to get somewhere
Your mind has you, lost

Gave you a chance to lie
Now here in, memories rot

Dreams and death reminded me
A smile on my cheeks

Here and gone again I won't mind this misery
So busy loving you that I forgot to be

Still
Lu Sep 2019
I'd rather set myself on fire,
than see you hurting.
Nemis Sep 2019
And in the end it's just me and my misery,
Singing together in a voice unbearable.
Looking the world beyond far, with vision scattered
For the delight is more than I can handle.

Dwelling into the riddles,
Hard I try to get stuck in the middle.
Nor I can fly, nor can I die
For the wings of freedom and my hands, to ground, are tied.

Fix me, heal me, fuse me to life
These are words, upon I rely.
No one hears, no one tries
I wonder if it's time to say goodbye.
Grammatical or some other mistakes would be there, so pardon.
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