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Ann M Johnson Jun 2016
I miss the time when I was young and thought that I knew all the answers.
  Now that I am older I am confronted with more and more difficult questions that I never seem to have the answers to.
I  sometimes miss my youth when I thought that I had all the answers and ignorance seemed like bliss.
Jay Cee Shay Jun 2016
When will you see me, dear heart?
Where should I start mending thy love?
When will we know if we have had enough?
When will you forgive me for what I did way back?

When will we be back together?
Without holding back or hesitation, tell me that this'll last forever.
Tell me while cupping my face with your tight hands and clouded face
When will you look towards me without feeling any pain?

When will I hear your innocence and all things you wish to shout?
Your youth and your struggles, will I ever witness and find out?
When will we be beside each other, leaning together as one.
Where should we search together for happiness long gone?

When is my cue if it is right to hold you?
Where should I fix my gaze as we try to start anew?
When should I see you smile without remembering my flaw?
Where and how far should we go, once we've reached the point of no return?
"Will you come back? I am missing you right now"
Joshua Penrod Jun 2016
If I were to lie here would you lay with me?
If I took a boat to the end of the world
Would you be by my side as I looked over the edge?

If I found the place we call heaven would it look and feel something like you?

If I were to walk a thousand miles would I find devotion in your shoes?

If you and I grew old would we share memories of a world together?

If you and I learned to love could we begin to fall into it with one another?

Who am I?
Not a prophet of the future

But if we were looking at the end of time, would we spend these last moments completely whole and together?

“Questions” -JP
Your Name Here Jun 2016
Twisting Turning im all tangeled up.
Hands tied mouth taped thrown and locked in a car trunk.
Crash.
I'm momentarily stunned.
Water fills its dark and cold.
I am drowning but i do not care.
Been here already...
sinking..
sinking...
sunk.
Forget everything everything i thought i knew.
Its all fake and so are you.
**** the world
**** the people.
Were so different so far from equal.
Gasp Gasp..
Im out of air.
The Water fills my lungs
Who fckng cares.
Will i be remembered.
Will you ever repeat my name.
Resting
Rotting
Rotted
At the bottom of this lake.
Forget
Forgetting
Forgotten.
No one will ever remember this day.
How it feels to be depressed, metaphorically. Stay positive there's always a solution.
Marjorie Jeanne Jun 2016
I just met you
And you were very shy
I think I already know you
But I don't know why

Months have passed
Until one night I dreamt of you
I know this is too fast
But I think I've fallen for you

Im starting to get confused
Please clear things out
Feeling so used
Wanting to cry and shout

I feel so secure when I'm with you
And this restless feeling in my stomach
Its complicated since you already knew

Hoping you can love me back
Hoping you can catch me soon
Don't let my heart crack
Always crying under the moon

You are enough
I am always here for you
Even when the day is tough
Someday you can say "I love you too"
written last April 13, 2016 at 2:56am.
Evan Hoffman Jun 2016
Down by the river I sat in silence to pray.
I asked it to carry me away
Curious where it would end
Over and over
I begged it to flood
too scared to willingly get in.
Questions I ask myself at 2 in the morning.
Your Name Here Jun 2016
Why create me?
Do you love me or hate me.
Whats the purpose?
I feel fckng worthless.
Why so serious?
This addiction has me feeling delirious.
Im at the end
Cant comprehend
I'm a fake
I pretend to be a man
Just a phony
Faux
Spec of dust
Grain of sand.
But yet....
I understand.
You opened your doors
To a girl like me
You let me in
But never let me be
You showed me your paradise
Every rainbow I could see
You let me touch you
Every way I had
I memorized your every soul
Your hidden paths
And mysterious calls
You looked at me
With flowers on the bloom
I took off your mask
So you could see me
But you won't
I guess I know why
I'm just your what if
That you never dared ask
this was also published on my blog, link on my bio
Your Name Here Jun 2016
My mind is constantly filled with thoughts.
Paranoia defeats my sleep.
Fear fuels my rage.
Love is another empty page
In this book of my life.
It makes no sense.
Each and every sentence that I write.
I'm so misunderstood
that I cant even understand.
What separates a boy from a man?
What makes time equal to a grain of sand?
Whats the difference
between the beginning
and the end?
Life
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