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Meruem May 2018
Up to this day I get the same question, is this real?
Much has been said and done, that's the deal.
I honestly don't know what to feel,
Maybe this is His way to finally make me kneel.
It's good to be back!
I sign and bite my lower lips, my head reels with images and unmet fantasies. I wrought my iron forged my swords, filled my quiver to brim in the anticipated encounter. I rehearsed my war chants, Practiced my victory dance. I puffed my chest, strengthened my *****, flexed my muscles. I gathered the crowd to see me unhilate my enemies. But I regret, I regret not my bad choices, but for the good ones I didn't do, I regret the memories I didn't create, I regret the lyrics I could have made into songs. I regret the words I swallowed that gave me ulcers, I regret the fake smile I put that made my tooth ache I regret
Banele Msimango May 2018
I could be hurt even dead but I wouldn't know it, I've become so attached to my demons I don't even feel the pain no more.

I crave to be who I once were, an infant crawling back to her tender loving arms, if only I knew that it could all be so dim, I would have laid back, push my dreams and aspirations aside and drown within her belly.
Just my funny thoughts put on paper
Sarah Isma May 2018
I’ve now grown and I turned out alright
But one day I came to realize
That this was not a smooth flight
And the scary things that I saw
Is the reason why I held on to my seat so tight
Now here are the few things
That made me hate this horrible, terrible ride
        The fact once you realize
that your parents are sometimes never right.
To see that they are flawed beings, with broken wings and ****** mistakes.
To realize the truths and the smiles they fake,
Growing up to see only the image portrayed- was only for your sake.
They hide the tears and shower us with laughters
They told us joyful stories and happily ever afters,
But just as soon as i grow
Only now that I understand they were telling their own dreams,
        That had slipped right out their fingers
So ask me what’s the saddest part growing up?
To see the hollow sadness from the two people,
who once i thought was happiest.
i never really knew how much things could effect parents, the slightest action i could now see their subtle response- i understand now. Its just the fire in them burning out, only dim enough for them to keep me going- so i don't burn out too.
Amanda Kay Burke May 2018
I reflect on my mistake-riddled past
The heart behind the hurt dealt
Hold back my own frustrated tears
Falling in love made sadness melt

You are the reason why I am still here
I opened my heart to love once more
Slowly changing for better in your presence
Inside I feel a silent roar

I have ached so deeply over physical bonds
I have become so strong collecting scars
Spend my time poorly, throw it away
Wasting hours in bed instead of under pressure or stars

I sleep yet dream of yesterday's mistakes
In need of something that would us both alright
Awake or asleep, I am haunted by regrets
Unpleasant memories keep me up all night
Whst do you think about at night?
Kuraido May 2018
I shouldn’t have been too shy,

do you know the reason why?

I procrastinated for so long

now I don’t know where to belong

I kept you within grasp inside my mind

My love for you shone the brightest, now I’m partially blind

I poured your essence to fill my heart

When I knew you’d never take part

I never got to see my feelings fly

I never should’ve been too shy
Aa Harvey May 2018
This is no way to be


Social dis-function; allow me to live.
I just wanna be a normal boy,
Not a wooden misery.
Failure to mention,
I hide away from everything.
Paranoia strikes, leaving me in Limbo, limply.
Walking quickly, talking quietly,
Hoping something will one day change;
But everything remains the same, useless brain,
Inside a head full of fearful steps.
Nothing but regrets to get me out of bed.


I look the same as you,
I act the same as you do,
But inside I am confused.
Born only to lose,
Born only to lose,
Singing my own blues.
This is no way to be,
But this is the real me.


(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Deepak K B Apr 2018
even when you are not perfect for few.
i never miss to see you…
your each imperfection of beams is worldview.
i never miss to see you…
even if some fails to realize you.
i never miss to see you…
but you never knew.
even when the world freeze to ice.
i will be there for your each rise...
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