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Becky Littmann Dec 2014
For some of you your day is just about done
& as for me,  mine has only just begun
The sun slowly dims it's light
& the freaks take over the night
You can be whoever you want to be
After all, in the dark it is harder to see
Rules don't matter & anything goes
You may even encounter a vampire, who knows
BUT remember you can't stay
When the darkness goes away

I enjoy my breakfast before I sleep
My dreams **** me in too deep
At the crack of dawn
Here I go with another yawn
" the sun is way too ******* bright "
Under my blankets I hide & say "goodnight"
My life is on the flip-side
Not stuck in rewind
No pause in my day
Just a steady play

Graveyard shift, adjustment required
Of course you'll get over being tired
A rearranged life style
Better get use to it, it may be awhile
Eventually it'll be your daily habit & all will just fit
Normal no longer applies when you live in the day of opposite

No one will quite understand
Your presence is always in demand
When the sun is bright & shinning high
But you're fast asleep, in your bed you lie
It isn't a crime
This is your bedtime
You're "lazy" they claim
But they're not living opposite, it's not the same
They don't want to hear your excuse
So why waste my sleep, what's the use?
I have no shame
& I don't care if you think I'm lame
I don't think of you at all anyway
& that's how it's going to stay
The graveyard is where I roam
...Vampire time is when it's home!
Sydney Ann Nov 2014
I see you sit beneath that tree
I
t's branches swaying in the breeze
You're staring and your eyes are lit
I feel the heat that you e mi t

You make me peaceful when I'm fried
When I believe I've lo s t my mind
Maybe if you'd be  s o kind
You 'd sit with me beneath this tree
And I'll forget my worries happily
Connect the dots?
Tiny, puffy clouds
were once above my head
My feet were there below,
steady and firmly placed.

I can walk a straight path
with no complications
Even in twist and turns
and a loss of directions

Rarely do I trip
or dangle from the branches
The weeds are growing taller
but facile to remove.

I traveled further
in the long, narrow streets
The constant flickering lights,
a very mysterious aura

I headed straight,
but something made me turn
the clouds were on my feet
I suddenly disappeared.
© Cyrille Octaviano, 2014
Eleanor Rigby Oct 2014
The first time I loved you was
because you were caring and kind.
The second time
was for the exact opposite.

And the last was
for a mixture of both.


F.Z.N
Veemz Aug 2014
We are polar opposites
We are different
Now think about this
Don't opposites attract?
Carley Aug 2014
And people stare
At you in your band tees
And me in my polka dots
And they say
How could they be happy
They don't realize
That when you leave
I spend the night in that tee
And listen to that band
And I remember
How you smelled
How you smiled
How you sang
And ran
And kissed me the day
I fell in love with you.
-CsR
Hollow Jun 2014
No man
Can plug holes
In this ****
Camille Marie Jun 2014
When everything's wrong,
I know you're fine.

When everything's fine,
I know you're wrong.
nichole r Jun 2014
my mind is a mess
of spilled ink and fluttering pages
of nameless faces and faceless names
of pink sunsets and choking waves
of dying grips with icy flesh
if spreading smiles with no conviction
of e v e r y t h i n g .
and it is too much to handle.
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