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Jane Oct 2017
Again?
She's there again.

I color my insides green with jealousy.
My outside is fairytale pink.

Watch my recklessness.
See my body, naked.
Laugh at my jokes.
Peek at my past.

But god forbid,
you look into my eyes.

For my recklessness is always calculated,
For my body is not my vulnerability,
For my jokes are merely masks,
For my past is my present,

please, look into my eyes.
Nite Mar 2016
My heart is telling me
That this feeling isn't meant to be
That we can't be together
As it will only end in displeasure


My head wants to tell you 
A secret that has been eating me inside 
A secret that I know you will brush aside
As it's something I know I shouldn't pursue


My arms want to embrace you
Every time you look sad or blue
Even when you're happy and beaming
But I know I'm just a dreaming


My lips want to kiss you 
Tell you words that I don't think you want to hear
Tell you things that I've kept dear
Kiss you with passion that I know is true


My eyes want to keep looking at you all day long
Endlessly wishing that every moment we spend together I can prolong
Wishing you could see what I see when I look at you
A perfect angel with a light that shines true


Alas! I can only hope and dream
That someday I'll be able to tell you
That my whole being is all askew
That someday I'll be able to scream

I'm in love with you!
Ann Mar 2015
Dark shadows
Silent
Open feilds
empty
Bright lights
faint
-
I don't want to
spend my time in
fear
Watching every angle
trying to untangle
my dismantled
thoughts

The power is in your hands

All I can do is fight,
Scratch, Bite
Call upon God to help me
-
I dare not to scream,
for I cannot find the
voice to.
I dare not to tell a soul,
for I cannot find the
courage to.
I dare not to cry,
for the fear they'll hear.
I dare only to think,
for what he almost took
from me.
-
The Devil,
is real
He who I fear,
*He doesn't work alone
*******!
Mora Feldgrau Jul 2014
lost sanity as though your head was severed
especially after you oh so endeavored
to keep it all to yourself; in your mind
maybe now, my dear, you will find
that secrets
are not welcome here

— The End —