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Otero Dec 2014
All I have to give
Are words
All I have
Are my thoughts
Yet heaven knows
that they won't last for ever
For love just doesn't seem fair
And my memory fails
So I must let my fingers dance over this keys
And let them speak for me
For all I have to give are words.
Otero Dec 2014
Can you taste these words?
They are like paint
Over the soul
They’re both bright and warm
Or they’re both dark and cold
They can save a life
Or condemn a soul
They could inspire a man
Or just destroy his hopes
Oh, can you taste these words?
They seem so sweet
But they could just be
Bitter
Bitter like me.


                               OterHead.   ©. 2014
Otero Jul 2014
#38
I fell in love with the girl in my dreams
then one day I manage to learn her name
We talked and laugh and this time I was awake
from then on things would not be the same
I know I was madly in love, but I cant say the same for her
I fought so hard to make it work
but thing just then began to change
instead of love, I felt pity from her
instead of smiles I received sorry stares
My life began to fade away
and with it her love
I had to walk away
never to hear from her again
but now I still find the girl in my dreams
and it hurts so bad when I'm awake
Otero Dec 2014
Can you tell?
That my heart has grown cold
That my scars are now more
And the pain cannot be muffled
That I have drowned my self in pain pills
And yet pain is all I feel
Can you tell?
I’m not the person you once knew
Called out to God while I was dying
Yet God did not answered
I begged for death
While my chest was still open
Yet its forgiving embrace never came
Can you tell?
That all these things torture me, every day
    
                                                        OterHead­
Otero Dec 2014
Here I bemoan the emptiness in my soul
The absence of happiness, the endless cold
I have searched everywhere under the unforgiving sun
And I have found nothing but a broken heart
Yet one spark, took over short after
It lit my way it healed the madness
My mother and sister’s love
The one true thing that I can feel
More than pain and sadness, for their love knows no end.
And I know that it is real.
                    
                                      ­                OterHead
Cant say what I feel
so I try to write

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