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Rachel Mar 2016
Every minute of my life I made myself believe that I am strong.
That I can do anything
That no one will have the pleasure to see me cry
But I was wrong

I shut myself from everyone
Because I thought it's better to be alone rather than to have someone who will just make me cry
But you know what's more painful?

It is to let someone go
Despite how much he begged to stay
Because you thought you're strong
Strong enough not to need anyone

And now that you see him again
He's not the same anymore
He's not the boy who can't last a day without you
The boy who promised to give you even the stars
The boy whose eyes belonged only to you
But now everything has changed

And you'll realize how stupid you are
So stupid to lose him when all you've
wanted was to make him stay
So stupid to think that you're strong when the truth is you're very scared
And now it's too late
too late..
John Pilgrim Feb 2015
the ifs and throes
of the old summer woes
lead us astray
gave us hope
for a weak and frayed rope
yet we are left
*wandering
Sombro Dec 2014
Me?
It's hard to be left behind when
They've all gone to fish for their futures
Although it's the smart thing to do
Waiting seems like dying
Heartbeats become faint when steady

And while they study
I'm here learning
They are taught concepts
And how to enjoy borrowed time
Me, I'm here fighting the truth

I am my own black knight
Alone against the dragon
His fire is a magic pinprick
And they are studying
But do they still study what they left behind

Me?
Phoenix Rising Oct 2014
Last night, I adventured up onto a mountain
Shady trees and familiar acquaintances who I like
Nobodies who enjoy crawling into cracks and crevices
Because the streets are unstimulating

We reach the edge of the world
Look down, must of been 2,000 feet
Kings and Queens
We owned the city, because we had their lights in our hands

That was a night I will relive
Over, and over, and over, and over
I feel alive, I feel aware when I am with you all
It doesn't matter if we had a past or not

You matter
And you made an impact
And you have an affect on my memories
And you made my night memorable

We rule
Because we think we rule
And that is all that matters
All that matters is what you think of yourself
Urmila Aug 2014
We were lost, but it was a good time
Only because we were lost, did we each other find

Kids thrown into the big world, a whole new one for you,
We were looking for a foothold of sanity
And bumped into a common ground of promises new

We held hands in theory,
2 blind people helping each other through,
But we thought the world was blind,
And sight was just for me and you
An unknown minute apart,
Would turn our lives upside down
We were tourists finding our way,
In a strange strange town

Our dreams seemed to shatter before our eyes,
But we gave ourselves hope
We took solace in the fact,
That 'least we were at the same end of the rope

We prayed, that the light at the tunnel may appear
We insisted we're brave, even when we were crippled with fear
Those fits of laughter that we shared,
Seemed like oxygen on a mountaintop
We were warmth,
When below freeze point the temperature dropped

So you see,
We were lost, but it was a good time
Now we're lost again,
And I just want that old time
When 2 people are lost, but just one finds their way...
Erin Hankemeier May 2014
Well, I wish there was a telephone in Heaven.
Oh, how I'd love to talk to my Dad.
I'd tell him that I miss him and I love him,
And I'm sorry for the times we never had.

And I wonder if they'd charge me by the minute,
I wonder if they'd charge me by the mile,
I'd call up that ole Angel operator,
Could I please talk to my Daddy for awhile?
Telephone in Heaven

Well, I wish there was a telephone in Heaven.
Oh, how I'd love to talk to my Grandma.
I tell her that I miss her Sunday cookin,
I haven't ate like that since you went to meet Grandpa.

Well, I wonder if they'd charge me by the minute,
I wonder if they'd charge me by the mile,
I'd call up that ole Angel operator,
Could I please talk to my Grandma for awhile?
Telephone in Heaven

Well, I wish there was a telephone in Heaven.
Oh, how I'd love to talk to the Lord of mine.
I'd tell him that I love him and I'm thankful
For watching over all these loves of mine,

And I know he wouldn't charge me by the minute,
I'm sure he wouldn't charge me by the mile,
I'd call up that ole Angel operater,
And say thank you for this big long distance smile,
Telephone in Heaven.
I was browsing Youtube and came upon this song. It sounds pretty old, but it has deep meaning. This song is about a man who longs to phone his Daddy and his Grandma who are in Heaven. He wonders if they would charge him for long distance or by minute. He wishes to call the Lord and thank Him for everything he has done. He knows that God would not charge him by the minute or mile. But he can not phone anybody in Heaven, so he will just have to wait until they meet again.

Here is the Youtube link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uloaEY81hOQ

Enjoy!

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