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Alexie Quinto Jul 2017
We've never got to see in a clearer vision
A concept of growing up and making life decisions
The Marks of fault that often leave scars
Full of guilt, contemplating behind bars

Being afraid is what we bring on as an excuse
The excuse people have endlessly been used
But our choices in life make us who we are
today
They form every detail of our reflection in a way

Remain in a constant state of regretting but learning
Don't hold on to the past for the sake of holding on
Be a reflection, start a new beginning
Save everything before it's completely gone

Never degrade but embrace your flaws
Find yourself and make a probable cause
In the end, we have the inevitable regrets
The chances we unable to take and get
SwordNPen Jul 2017
I tripped over these words so much that my knees
are scared with permanent bruises If I could say the words
that are caught in my throat I would be able to live with
no regrets. However I'm only half the man I pretend to be
so I live with three words forever lodged in my throat,
so if I could go back i would tell you....
.......that......I......
Nehterly Jul 2017
A letter fabled,
from me to you.
A letter that says all,
distortion of the truth.

I wrote that I didn't like you,
I wrote that I never did.
I wrote what was fiction,
fiction nobody reads.

Time is not forgiving,
for the chances I did not take,
the truth I never said,
and the feelings I tried to evade.

I want to shout the truth,
I want to cry out to you.
I want to tell you I loved you,
I want to tell you I still do.
I wrote a letter to this guy I really like telling him all the opposites of what was on my mind.
TheRiverStyx Jul 2017
I'm just waiting for that mail,
One delivered post-haste,
To cure me of my malaise,
It'll tell me that my greenbacks weren't a waste,
and that everyone is waiting on me to dust myself off,
and that they weren't ungrateful.
I'd be relieved and go for a little Smirnoff.
We are not together anymore
and I hate that
I miss you
The only place we can be together is in my dreams

I wish I can sleep forever
Sherry Juliet Jul 2017
him
when I first met him
he was a friend
years passed, we barely talked
I was too distracted by looks
and people who didn't love me
I didn't even see him
and now
now he's all I see
but he's moved on from me
he found someone else
someone who noticed his smile
and his gentle ways
and kind heart
someone who will treat him better than I
all because I missed it
I missed him
because I was too busy
focusing on beautiful facades
and dollar bills
to see him
he moved on
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