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BMG Jun 2018
Falling for a liar
I keep asking myself why?
You said my wall was the problem
My wall built to the sky

You didn't realize
what you had done
Every time that you came by
You put my hand on the gun

Step by step I went
Just building that wall higher
Brick by brick it grew
Falling for liar

That's exactly what it'll do
itll make you feel so numb
Realizing nothing you said was true
How could I be so dumb

So high no one could see the top
Looking down from my sky scraper
I couldn't figure out how to stop
Walls and walls built with newspaper  

Here I can see you from a far
I can predict who's trouble
Some say I'm too close to the stars
Far away from your dirt and rubble

Blinded by the light
Nowhere near the ground
All your pretty words
Couldn’t ******* back down

My shelter from the storm
Here I know what's true
Miles and miles from your lies
My clarity is nowhere near you.
Kewayne Wadley Jun 2018
We left the safety of port.
Rising and falling
wave after wave.
The wind stung our face.
Abroad tensions rose.
Never seeing water the way we've seen.
Tossing and turning.
The ship slicing the strong current.
Together we hauled toward the anchor.
Spotting the largest wave we'd ever seen.
Hurling towards us with everything she had.
We set sail without guide.
This perhaps the worse storm yet.
We braced for impact.
Not prepared for what accompanied.
The boom crashed against the deck.
Our linen tossed everywhere.
We panicked,
steering best we could to no avail.
We succumbed to her fury.
Ready to face what may.
Our true destination found.
Seeking the sun after devastation
ZS May 2018
It's like a person that I don't wanna see but can't avoid.
A force that keeps on pulling me away from the things that I wanna do.
A wall that separates me from my goals.
A darkness even when it's sunny.
A shadow that keeps on following me.
JB May 2018
I don't care what you say
This is not a bad idea
I don't care if I'm not ready
This is a good idea
I can't hear you telling me otherwise
That this is not a good idea
Here I am, I'm doing just fine

You were right, this was a bad idea
-df May 2018
why'd you go through all the trouble of stealing my heart,
if you were just going to add it to your pile of forgotten treasures?

{d.f.|04/24/18}
Shadow Dragon May 2018
You are my mirror.
I see so much of
me
in your flesh.

Through your eyes
I feel your pain.
Through your veins
I feel your troubles.

Yet you are not
completely and utterly
me
because I am my own.

Through your touch
I know we are different.
Through your stare
I know we are not the same.

You may appear as my
mirror.
But my darling
mirrors twist reality.
Dhaye Margaux Apr 2018
I know you have fought a million wars
Made a million tries to reach the stars

But you see, a fight would always mean
Any of which either you lose or win

You cannot always get what you aim
Everything changes and won't be the
same

But the goodness of your soul will stay
Though you choose to take complicated ways

So stand up and fight the good fight, my dear
Love yourself and conquer all your fears!
Cheer up and fight the good fight, sweet slowrocker!
verily ripe
afield transcend
social avenues
where these
points distress
sobriety and
occur vile
political harmony
and forebode  
preeminence in
national affairs
when thier
influence now
crime in
humanity that
wields trust
in institutions
with parsimony
terrible behavior
Jo Barber Apr 2018
I wish I knew what to say.
My feelings are like clay,
they bend every which way.
I spend nearly every **** day
just trying to be okay.

Maybe this is a cliche,
a girl who fights with her padre,
I keep going astray,
my issues I always downplay.

I wish I were a blue jay;
so I could just fly away.
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