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Jack Jenkins Sep 2016
Where is all the grandeur of the stars?
   Beauty between the notes of a violin?

Lost, inconsequential, insignificant...
   To the sample of your bare flesh.

Tell me to listen to your heart,
   Ear pressed to the thumps.

How I would feel that heart against mine!
   How would I ever feel the same again?
Jack Jenkins Sep 2016
Withering weather clouds all of my minds
   of whispering willows and all of my time.
Someone help me of this pain begone
   or forgotten me is forgone already.
WiltingMoon Sep 2016
Silent on the dusty carpet, holding my head in my hands that shake.
Twisted limbs on the floor; uncomfortable of course, but feeling like I don't deserve the luxury of comfort.
I listen to the sounds of my music merging with all my violent thoughts...
All singing along to the evil that pulses through my veins that have stained my past for to long.
The mistakes I made when innocent and young; forgotten they should be, but vivid they are.
The future a buried thought, as I try to process the words that I fling from my mind.
Alone and finally afraid...
'Why did it take me so long to feel the fear of my thoughts...?'
Its cold outside, and its cold in my heart.
Yet the world is burning, a glimpses at my fate...
I breath in deeply, trying to understand why I cry with never any tears.
'Am I broken inside...?'
Well I guess we all are a little within this world...
Final after spilling my heart into words that you are now reading, I slowly shift my back straight.
And untangle my limbs to stretch.
I still feel numb...
'I suppose it just make me appreciate the joys in life more...?'
I'm not okay I say to your eyes that read this now.
But say that I hope I will be soon.
I dust my pants and stand again.
Put my smile on, and continue on with my day...

*'I will one day be okay...'
WiltingMoon Sep 2016
You were stolen from this cruel world in a flash.
And I was left standing there for years.
I never took a step,
I never took a breath.
I never moved, waiting for your return.
Everyday, was like drowning; as you were my air.
I said no words, as thoughts swarmed my broken mind.
Day become night, as I waited for you.
Till I finally realised you were gone.
Ready to give up, and leave to the other world.
About to take that step through the light.
Stopped by a hand.
Stopped by a voice.
Stopped by you.
As I saw your eyes in the stars of night.
And heard your whispers in the breeze.

'Never have I left, never have you gone. Never shall the world feel wrong.'

Then I opened my eyes....
And looked up to your face...

Nothing more then a dream....
WiltingMoon Sep 2016
The wind was hollowing, as I passed your heart.
For the night was dim, and we were lost in the dark.

I screamed for a savoir, for your souls to remain.
But you took a final breath; letting go of all pain.

Small smile on your cracked lips; ranting once about forgotten love.
Well now your lost, and I remember you above.

I can't remember what the time was, when the moon feel to catch your shell.
I can only remember how I violently fell.

The colour that was once your ambiance glow.
Now buried under six feet of rotting snow.

Every night when the wind screams.
I wake in fear, wishing for it to all be a tortuous dream...

But never dose the haze of your blood, lift from my sight.
Never do I seem to find the clarity of the ending light.

I lost you so long ago, when we were merely just drowning in each other's love.
And not a day has gone by, when I've pleaded to meet you again, high above....
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