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Sky Oct 2019
You say a word
And I ignore it,
Your fake "Hello"
I want no more.
I need my space
You to erase.
Things changed,
You faded.
I stayed
And waited.
Cared for you,
How much, you knew.
I'm done,
Be gone.
You're just a shell,
My walking hell.
Wickus Oct 2019
I am never alone
I’ve got my angels
and my demons
I can’t talk to myself
Cause I’m not allowed to talk to strangers
My head's so heavy,
                                    it would tremble the ground
after a gracious swish
                                         of a guillotine.


Not a grass stills steady,
                                            not an ear stays uncovered
from the epidemic noise
                                             leaving my head.


Only god knows the loss,
                                             the caused damage
by my freeing thoughts
                                          escaping the unworldly world.


No one could count
                                    all that good I could bring
all that bad I absorbed
                                         while living.


Now, with my head low,
                                           my thoughts may find peace
on glorious gadgets
                                     far from my macabre mind.
29.09.2018
Sometimes, I'm walking with Jinns in my head;
I hear clear things that haven't even been said,
I see ideas that yet nobody has had.


Sometimes, I'm walking with Jinns in my head;
I bear the colour before people see it as red,
I feel by what people have been led.


Sometimes, I'm walking with Jinns in my head;
I steer my steps as the thoughts have me led,
I peer the ways that they said.


Sometimes, I'm walking with Jinns in my head;
Sometimes, I feel they have made me grad,
Sometimes, I fear they make me bad.


Sometimes, I'm walking with Jinns in my head;
For understanding, sometimes, I'm so glad,
But sometimes, I'm just sad and mad.
27.02.2019
Arden Sep 2019
It is true that not all who wander are lost
But it is also true that
Not all who are lost want to be found

Or maybe I’m I just don’t think I deserve to be found
I feel to lost to be found
I am too far away from who you think I am
That if you knew
I would be a stranger to you
Abdulrhman Sep 2019
...
Sometimes I'm weird
But I'm always stranger
Anon cr Sep 2019
Dear stranger
I see you in the corner, alone, pondering
I watch as they dump the weight of their lives on you
It holds you down like a blanket in the ocean
I feel your frustration, bursting at the seems, waiting an eternity for it to all stop
The bitter sweet embrace of the end of your suffering, but the start of a new
You stare blankly, it doesnt phase you
A decision made over time that changes people lives in an instant
They dont see the impact, but it hits you hard
It holds you under, as you gasp for the air that was there only moments ago
Its dark in the flames, its too late to put it out
A simple spark starts a bushfire
You're a stranger to most, passing by without a second look
Some stop to watch the fire, or even add their own fuel
But the few who stop and burn with you, make all the difference
No amount of mourning or action can change the past, but it can sculpt the future
As the final light appears, regret seeps in, attempting to fill the cracks
But nothing can help now, its too late to heal
These scars last a lifetime, though short that may be
I dont know you stranger, but someone does
Meher Sep 2019
Sometimes
A heart beat
A pair of arms
The warmth of the body
Around yours
Can make you feel happy

Ah
People say
Don't look for happiness
In other human beings
But let me tell you
Shhh
nothing can take the place
Of a warm hug
And a smile
Of the beloved

And sometimes
Even a stranger.
Might have grammatical errors because English is not my first language
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