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Emily Pidduck Jan 2015
An empty locket is not hard to find
take a look at the neck
and you can find a chain
take a glimpse of their eyes
don't get lost in the void*




I know Lisa didn't believe in a lost cause
she had stout faith ingrained within her
that she could charge strong against a throng of men
who fated her to be wrapped tight in white gauze
who left the soldiers that couldn't be found in the fog
those riddled with led, disease and debris
to fill the bellies of those starving dogs

and now that my baby's in the hospital
locked in a state of alive but not living
I caress the locket she always wore
and I laugh where the tears come out
because it's a picture of my face
I laugh because if my little girl woke up
she would not stay in her place
she does not believe in fate
all she'd know is that her daddy hasn't
been helping people recently
would tell me I'm a disgrace

And I too wear a locket, the heart is pink
I've never wanted to ink it black, it's a gift
I received from my brave baby girl who used
her tooth fairy money when she was thirteen

I recall her saying I could put Sarah's photo there
but I said no, little Queen
there are pictures all over the house I can see,
right now all I need is you and me

that was that last time I felt strong
over and over, she opened my eyes
I kept learning I was wrong
I wasn't supposed to wait for cries
she said holding someone up is not enough
once they've broken on the inside

I have heard many more lectures from my princess
but I need her to wake up and make me remember
because I have been forgetting all my good parts
that came from her teachings of surrendering
your body and your heart in hopes you'll give
the multitudes a better start

so, Lisa
whenever you're ready
open your eyes

I'm all set to stop withering
I'll stop sitting here as I've done for three years
and you can return exactly as you were
in all of your glittering
definitely, fix this up later :). Of course use whichever people are more effective for you, for me this is a silent commentary from a single father about his only daughter who is lying in a coma. The girl was a soldier.
Zoe Sanders Jan 2015
It's funny.
How your bed can be your best friend or your worst enemy
How it contains your worst nightmares and most splendid dreams
And how awful it is.
That people don't know how you feel
when you wake up and you still think the demons are real

Morning after morning I'm in fear when I wake
Trying to calm down fearing what it will take
and when I look back on what i did while I slept
I shake.

Because I cannot trust myself
While I am asleep.
Teenage Mess Jan 2015
Close your eyes drift into a peaceful dream state.
But wait it's not peaceful, it's a war zone.
Destruction surrounds you, can you feel the hate?
This isn't a dream.
This isn't a nightmare.
Welcome to reality.
Nicole Ashley Dec 2014
I'm asleep when you're awake
That's all it takes
I dream of you and you dream of me
Can't we just sleep together?
In the sight of one another...
amie Dec 2014
do you think it's a coincidence
that falling asleep
and falling in love
both start with falling
and end with you?
a short one today.
Just Melz Dec 2014
I fell asleep
      with you
    on my mind
I woke up
And you
      were still there



**When's this gonna end?
oni Dec 2014
i could've sworn
that the blood on my hands
was from killing my demons,
but when i woke up,
the scars were on my own throat
"I can't drown my demons, they know how to swim." - Can You Feel My Heart; Bring Me the Horizon
Vanessa Dec 2014
I don't know why I still shake
These cigarettes don't calm my nerves
And I can't see through these lenses
But I'm thinking that's a good thing
I'm scared of what's on the other side
But I know it's time to face it
I can't live this way forever
Sleeping on couches
Hungover from wasting time
Rafael Melendez Nov 2014
He slept tonight dreaming of a world so beautiful and wonderfully crafted. Yet when he awoke, the comparison of the one he loved he could not fathom. This dream was unbelievable, but of course, this dream was only feeble to him as he awoke to her voice.
For the one I love.
Iris Nyx Nov 2014
I fell asleep for the first time last night
His words
They were the phantom arms
that held me as I slept

That held me together
as I tore at the seams
Unintentionally he healed
a small part

Very small
oh so very little
but there
nonetheless
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