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Jarrod A Freeman Oct 2018
I love you dont leave me. I will follow. If you die. I die with you.
If you are hated you are forgiven. If you hate me. I will be hidden.

TORN APART!

As i witness. A heartbreak.
I feel the ground beneath me. Start to ache.

I fall down to my knees. Cos i cant bare to feel the earth. CRUMBLE BENEATH ME.

No love. No love. I am all alone.

I love you dont leave me. I will follow. If you die. I die with you.
If you are hated you are forgiven. If you hate me. I will be hidden.

Torn apart!

I love you dont leave me. I will follow. If you die. I die with you.
If you are hated you are forgiven. If you hate me. I will be hidden.

I am so cold. I can not feel my bones. I am falling down. I wanna be left all alone.

I am torn apart.
Torn apart.
Torn apart.

Bring me the water. I am burning. I can not live on much longer.
Bring me laughter. I am dying in my arm chair.

I love you dont leave me. I will follow. If you die. I die with you.
If you are hated you are forgiven. If you hate me. I will be hidden.
Olive Sep 2018
The panic is building inside,
Making it feel like a rollercoaster ride.
I thought that I was happy,
But now unlocked feelings have set free,
Leaving me with inner conflict,
Unsure which direction to pick.
My stomach tightens at thought of action,
While my former strength loses traction,
One moment I want to flee,
The next moment I am proud to be.
What am I running from this time?
Would playing hookie be such a crime?
If it meant discovering this truth,
And abandoning this depressing sleuth.
I want to shake off this darkness,
Before I am left feeling sparkless.
I want to break down these walls,
Before another part of me falls,
Leaving me a shell of myself,
Hungry for knowledge and lacking wealth.
I must invite the light in,
So that this darkness will spin.
I still feel the rumble of panic,
Leaving my thoughts helpless and frantic,
Encouraging motivation to flee,
So I can be alone, and free.
Panicking...
Amanda Kay Burke Sep 2018
I love you, this will not work,
Because distance between sets us apart,
Pulls me further every day,
Adoration disappearing, fading from my heart.

You tumble into deep ditches,
Space and time lose meaning,
Dark night moving around,
Through blackness, senses careening.

So fragile are paper hearts,
Weightless in palms, we cry,
Extremely sad to let go
But sit here with head held high.

Reminiscing all you've shown me,
Past lust and lessons learned,
Is time the culprit stealing our laughter?
When did tables turn?

Years passed in a moment,
The fun once had fled,
Have to wonder where it ran off to,
It no longer lives in our bed.

It does not really make sense to me,
If you are wrong for me what's right?
If I'm not supposed to be thinking about you
Why are you in my head night after night?
If you asked me how many times you've crossed my mind I would say once, because you never really left.
Pax Sep 2018
I fall into the deepest dream.
Hug by darkness, i give in.
Then by miracle i was torn
to be reborn.
it's been long...
B Elizabeth G Jul 2018
I think my love button is broken...

Someone came along,
Ripped it out of place,
Turned it around, upside down
Snapped off my "give a ****",
And shoved it back where they found it.

Now sparks fly...
And not the good kind.
Now crackles, and pops, and buzzing
Wreak through the torn seams

Yeah,
Pretty sure the **** thing
Is ****** up sideways.

I think my love button is broken...
Lyn-Purcell Sep 2018


I truly wish I could have a caged
heart at times
I've gone through so many years, listening...
To it yelling
To it screaming
To it shrieking
To it roaring
To it cursing
To it crying
To it dying
But most of all, to it lying.
All so I don't suffer the bitter
and harsh truth

And what better way to cope
than with a heart that whispers
and weaves a grand tapestry of lies

But those threads spun are, in
fact, gossamer

There's always a heaviness with
lovely lies, lies that I have trained
my mind to believe
my nails dug deep out of nothing
but desperation

Hearts are wild by nature, by design
How that's just a mere understatement

There is nor will there ever be
a tame heart
As cliche as it sounds, it wants what it wants,
and would do all it can to get it
It will slip through the ribs,
be out of its cage only to come
back with a twisted knife sheathed into it

and I
I
must bear the pain
There's only so much I can listen to...
To put a end to the poisonous whispers
that were so seductive, that made me feel secure...

And now I struck a deal
Shaking hands with the power of my mind
and ***** my heart with the Sleeping
needle

So I can work for my own happiness,
for my dream of stability

When I have that in hand,
with the help of the mind,
I will wake up my heart

and truly set it free...


Listening to your heart is hard at times.
Your mind tells you one thing, the heart says another
and ends up doing something so **** impulsive.
Ugh..

Anyway, thank you so so much for 223 followers!
I'm truly grateful! ^^
Lyn ***
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