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Casper Dec 2018
The days,
My mine did break,
I was imprisoned,
Destroyed,
Swept out of existence.
A boy lonely,
A sad one.
Craving to look once more,
Happy.
I was hopeless,
Feast soon my misery.
Divert me,
From this morbidity.
Last I could resist,
No longer,
I will confess,
With tears I went.
Missing Aug 2018
I love you more than I could ever tell
The way you support us endlessly
And bring light as if from hell?
As long as you exist I cease to be free
As it pains me that you are so near
Yet so far. And with it comes fear.
Life is short, and my time with you shorter
Every day passed is a failed attempt
For finally confessing but no, not here.
I love you, I love you, I love you
Why?
There’s not a day I don’t think of you
And smile
Even though soon enough you’ll be gone
It’s always worth my while
To tell? Or not to tell? It does not matter
What matters is that you
Are happier even if I have to take the latter
It’s cruel, what you do, you red devil.
It’s not true, it’s not your fault
For you, are simply at a much higher level.
I love you, I love you, I love you
Why?!
Why must it be so difficult to love?!
You are so high above
Me it’s seemingly impossible to have you
It’s not fair.  You are fair and true,
But what am I, compared to you?
A piece of grass perhaps,
Struggling to survive under your step
Gasping and fighting to make you see
I love you, why can’t you love me?
Asante' Nov 2018
Treating happiness
like it's a
r a c e
is the fastest way to
c r a s h
into misery.
Keshant Samaroo Nov 2018
Your lips they seam
Against the hair
She once caressed

Your hand in mine
I squeeze you tight
To end my plight
Evenoer Nov 2018
Part 2.

The cracking smile on her face, faded as he lifted her hands away. Propagating a gap between them, granting the cold air a territory,
to crawl among the spaces.
There was an interval silence before she broke it.
"Would it hurt you if I chose something beautiful?".
Deep down, she truly wished that it wouldn't.
She then profoundly started studying him who was strenuously absorbed into fathomless thoughts.
Another deadly silence filled in the room.
To her great misery, he murmured, "I don't know."
Along with a vulnerable gaze and a despairing smile, she let the words escape, "Tell me the truth then, will you?"
He raised his eyebrows, "should I?"
She nodded, as she barely knew that he was slightly nervous,
"This," he paused, "thing between us, I don't want it anymore."
She was in a dazed, having a hard time to conceive his sentence and approbate the bitter fact that he quit loving her.

Evenoer
Ciel Nov 2018
Hold me
Like you used to.

Kiss me
Like you still love me.

Lie to me
Like you never did before.

I would rather bathe in an illusion
Than drown in misery
As I realize what I have lost.
SangaHmar Nov 2018
She was sad,
She was blue,
She was tired and in gloom,
She felt sick, so powerless.
To take a break was what she needed,
Rest was a longing she had,
But alas she couldn't last,
A day without her lips between the cigarettes,
For it wasn't just a habit she kept,
It was an escape from the tensions of life
And so it became a habit she just could not break,
To be better was what she wanted,
But better was something she did not understand,
She spent her better days, crying alone
Her muffled face beneath the pillow,
Wondering how it went so wrong,
How she had drowned in her own sorrow.
what would i see in the mirror of erised?
it's probably like what dumbledore saw—
him, holding a pair of thick, woolen socks
because one can never have enough socks, eh?

remember dobby, a free elf?
dobby, who has no master
because of a sock harry gave?
you understand now?

socks are needed to become free.
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