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Maggie White Sep 2014
The loss, the name, the wish for pain
Will find its way to me.

The fight, the light, the war for right
It rarely makes me free.

The red, the dead, the way it fled
I call it secretly.

Walk slow, just go, you'll never know
My heart that had no key.
Eleanor Rigby Aug 2014
Does your heart
Rule your ego,
Or does your ego
Rule your heart?
Al Aug 2014
There has always been a rule,
never to be broken.
You, however,
Have broken it many times.
*never lie to me
Don't lie to me again.
Avery Glows Jul 2014
Act like you don't care.
And keep you heart high up.
Be conceded.
And fool them all.
So you could ache alone
All alone
inside.
Dhaye Margaux Jun 2014
Step back
        
                stop
              
               ­           walk away
                                  
                                     walk in different direction
                                                  
    ­                                            I am

                                               f
                                                   l
                                             o
                                                 a
                                                      t
       ­                                                  i
                                                    n
         ­                                        g

                                 in this
                     vast
                       emptiness

because of a rule
            I made
                 and you
                          followed


Now, I cry
        as I see you relishing
               the cost of my lapses.
Do hearts need to be challenged?
kailasha May 2014
I am my biggest enemy,
I am my best friend.
I push myself of the ground
And criticize my self.

Then I'm the stretched out hand
Who picks me and brushes me off
I say the words that inspire me
Make me cry at first, and then laugh.

No one can take me away
From the person residing within me.
It tells me what to say,
Also the correct way to behave.
It sees what my eyes see,
it understands what I feel.

The truth is, I rule me.
The truth is, I'm not sure if any of the above makes sense.
Red Bergan Apr 2014
My heart is weary.
My mind is weak.
Survival is all I know.

I only Survive,
For the one I love.
Maybe one day.
I can end this War.

— The End —