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Chloe Chapman Nov 2016
Looking back I can see, how it all must have looked from your eyes.
The true nature of my actions, my words and my lies.
I admit there was something wrong in my mind
And it's only now I can see all the signs.
I broke myself for you, I made myself small,
I tried to be what you wanted, I gave you my all.

But it didn't matter what I did, what you wanted wasn't me,
I should have given up, and set myself free
But instead I kept smiling, "I'm fine" I lied.
I don't hold it against you, how you cast me aside,
But you see, when I finally gave up hope,
Life overwhelmed me and I could not cope.

I shut myself in, and everything out,
left alone with my mind, self-pity and doubt.
Like rot in my brain and decay in my heart,
It ate away at my passion, and my strength fell apart.
Forgive me if I blamed you, it wasn't your fault,
But I was bitter and tired, and blame is my default.

Then came guilt, a tsunami of shame,
When I realized that I was the one to blame.
In my selfish need I had broken our connection,
Wanting more than I deserved of intimacy and affection.
And here I stand, without you by my side,
With a broken heart and wounded pride.
thehiddenwriter Nov 2016
Near the sea , we will walk one day ,
hand in hand ,
soul over soul.
I would gently slip my fingers in yours and I would try hard to not look at that cute smile , I know you would grip me tighter .
I'll steal a few glances of yours just to calm my mind which is so addicted to just look at you . I swear even the lightening would be perfect that day like it's helping you to free your beauty and I don't know how much overwhelmed I'll be for even the thought of yours makes my
wolf crave for your closeness .
I would like to kiss you there and then ,
just to know it's not a dream ,
an another morning dream
where you come daily
but never kiss .
Sincerely Em Oct 2016
Amongst all the things inside of me
Of one thing I am sure
It's that, the many things inside of me
Are like a series of doors -

One leads into the other
And the other into the rest
Then they all pour into a room
In which I am the guest

I'm a visitor in my home
Which every thing and being has overtook
I just observe the utter chaos .. Of me
Hit .. Tossed ..  And torn

The waves, they're crashing in
From my eyes into my soul
I'm pushed into the winds
Of heavily breathing storms

Grounds are like fire to walk on
And falling onto my scraped knees ..
I shiver from the cold inside
Alas, I crumble and cease

Drowning under frozen waters
I find myself above the skies
And the moment I stop to breathe
Everything around me .. It just dies -

As if I inhaled all the air
I think I took away life
I've torn it into shreds, into pieces
Then blew it away with a simple sigh

The ruins all around me
Deeds of my own hands
I only stand up to fall
And fall for one more stand

I'm nowhere
But I'm here
Is that a place?
Am I on ground?

I'm no one
But I'm me

And perhaps I have found ..

Lost thoughts ..
A crowd of dreams ..
A crowd of cries ..

Yet, I don't know what I've found ..
Maybe truth .. Maybe lies

They do all fit together ..
In a way which they don't
It's like looking above ..
Only to see below

Dimensions dance around
As if they're scribbles on a wall
I step closer to understand
But I fall back into that door -

The one that leads into the other
Where others fall into the rest
Then they all pour into one room
My home .. In which I am a guest
Sincerely, Em
AD Snail Oct 2016
Dear Mister Anxiety,
Can you please not nag me today?
Can you stop playing mind games with my already fragile mind?

Dear Mister Anxiety,
Oh how you make me petty and feel all lonely.

I don't want to think the world is always against me,
I just want to feel the love that is right in front of me,
But you don't seem to believe that it is true;
You state that its lies and push it away from my craving heart.

Oh, Mister Anxiety can you just let your worries go?

Can you finally lose your grip on me,
And stop thinking to deep into everything?

Oh I feel for you Mister Anxiety,
But I am tired can't you see?
Tired of you pulling me down into this pit of fear and worry.
Overwhelmed
Crimsyy Sep 2016
I do not like this feeling
of thought processes spreading
in my mind,
like a dollop of molasses...

I do not like my temples throbbing,
but I do not like a mess...
this madness will make
a mad hatter out of me,
all my pieces will
scatter for infinity,
the treasures within me
soon lost at sea..

I do not like you.
I do not like you.
I do not like being
pushed to the edge,
I do not like you,
I do not like being
pushed overboard,
I do not like you,
I do not like the thoughts
messing with my head,
I do not like you.

But I stay,
and the owner
of red glowing eyes
surveys from above,
he does not like this love...
It looks too much like loyalty,
so my strength is all taken from me

With a single rip,
perseverance dead,
I am tired.
Sammy Durrant Sep 2016
83.
Be not charged in dwellings
  Love is my church
And I need time to process
  Oh you know
There's beeps and laughter
  Much of what I feel is in the air
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