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La Girasol May 2019
It was as if everything exploded and then froze in a thousand pieces in the air.

The frozen pieces stayed there, while my screams did not.

They tore through the night and only the stars could hear me as I mourned, "I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying".

The pieces stayed in the air for months, looming overhead.

Until today.

They are mirror shards. And they are piercing me, they are piercing me, they are piercing me.

The unexpected villain. The fickle sin. The heaping grief.

There is blood everything. And I am weeping, I am weeping, I am weeping.
Eric May 2019
So it has really ended , the life I knew , the life I befriended. some how I knew as time passed on and... it torn me .
I got to get this out , cause thoughts of just blipping out , without a scream or shout . are coming to mind again , it's all I'm starting to think about .
my ole town , my ole house . ripped through space , with out a trace , without a doubt. and I'm lost now. Looking at the blue skies with no happiness in mind .trying to relive all those better times , but no matter how much I search , I cannot find . you used to be my Devine . Now I'm lonely , Knowing my heart already been given . currently drifting with time .
Sorry....really? No not really , I took your floors , your walls , and your cieling! oh , I know but how are you feeling ? I don't want to get into this with you again , I don't care about feelings! And yet you left when it was only the beginning ... you can have my floors , my walls , and my ceiling . but you will never take away my feelings. FOREVER AN ALWAYS not so appealing? then don't ever lie to me and say those type of things . you destroyed every last part of me . and you live happily. really I'm glad , I love you , but your not sorry .
I'll carry on with a devotion, to never bring up these kind of emotions. my life now is just like the coasts .it's likely to be long as hell with waves of things to cope with . I'll send you things from afar , and hopefully don't get emotionally **** kicked . and probably drink everyday until I get sick . at least with out your brightness ,I'll always be lit. how can love be so counterfeit . every last good **** part of it . I'll remember it.  I'll throw a fit.  I'll cut myself off and climb myself out of this pit. I hope you see the darkest skies , when I realized how misunderstood I get . that darkest moon will soon be my sunset . forgive me as I forget .
let me wonder , let me plunder , let me sit out in the rain and thunder . think of days when they were filled with laughter . Of the girl I always dreamed of going after . smile ...cheers ... Happy Never After...
A Mar 2019
I believe that I am surprisingly solitary
For a woman who is continuously enveloped
In a breathing, endless expectation
Of the commotion outside of my head

I'm easy; yet also in pursuit
Of blending ignorance with substantiation
Because we all want to be on the right side of the tracks
Even if it means we live a life of secret risk
Elizabeth Mar 2019
Why is it that I can’t fight this emptiness echoing through me?
I’ve lasted this long,
Sometimes I dream,
What is it like to be free?

To breathe without drowning?
To love without falling apart?
To walk with hopping?
To have a whole heart?

With chains of pain around me,
I spend my days in limbo,
Between death and living,
I’m still trying to let go.

Every person I meet,
Tells the same story
Of how they weep,
And how they sprung to glory.

They always talk too much,
But never listen,
That’s why they’ll never know,
Why my eyes glisten.
zee Mar 2019
Her pleas were a song
Continuous, poignant and long
For who would hear her inaudible pleas?
Chained up in a tower, pleading for keys

The tune was a lullaby
No matter how much anyone was to try
The songbird was imprisoned by the immortal agony and revel
She’d made a deal with the devil

Not knowing of his penalties and tricks
She knew what’s done is done and blunders are difficult to fix
Though even to the most oblivious it was clear
That she was to waste the rest of her immortal life in fear

And so, as she seemed to her subjects as mighty and great
Her own verdicts, her foolishness and actions were like a hefty weight
She wore them under her own skin
Incapable to bear her own sin

Her reflection was something she could not see
For all she sought to do was to get rid of its provoking face and flee
Her soul had been sold
For everything around it, was damp and cold

The devil is not someone rational they told her
Alas she did not heed, therefore misfortune she did stir
The contract was inscribed in blood
And now she was a fearful flood

No one heard her soundless cries
And saw her endless tries
No one heard her hushed pleas
And saw her heart freeze

But her soul had been imprisoned in everlasting misery
And all she had was an aftertaste that felt bitterly
The bitterness of life
Had cut into her humanity with a knife

All she ever aspired was to find meaning
Not turn out to be demeaning
Or be the motive people sealed their doors at night

And why men carried guns with fright

She may have been the fiend of the town
With a malicious crown
But all she craved to be was an angel with wings
Though all she did was dangle from the devil’s strings
chitragupta Mar 2019
We are all misunderstood
The only thing that changed
is that I care
no more to explain myself
I'd rather remain misjudged
And far, far away.
Yesterday I would have consciously raised my voice as a result of unconsciously raising my temper - to prove to you that you're wrong in what you perceive.
Today, I just want to leave things as they are.
I just want to leave.
Aleah Feb 2019
On nights like these,
You make me fall to the floor,
Dragging my body,
Just to get to the door,
You hover above me,
I don’t know what to do,
You gaze into my eyes,
And I feel anew,
You intrigue me,
With your tender ways,
I hope that finally,
This is how everything stays,
But here I am,
Crumpled on the rug,
My body unmoving,
The feeling hit me like a drug,
I showed you the pieces,
I was afraid to show before,
You opened me up,
Then you locked the door,
My nails worn down,
From clawing at the wood,
I never meant to be this way,
I wish you understood,
My love for you,
Is a sinking hook,
Lost in the ocean,
And you will never look.
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