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Ashtyn Lucas Sep 3
Another day goes by
Uneventful, fake
The happiness subsides
Leaving a cold, unforgiving world
In its wake
One day
I'll finally know what it feels like
To enjoy waking up
To enjoy life

Today isn't that day
Maybe tomorrow, maybe never...
Johnny walker Jul 21
There a part of our brain a place that lay deep In our minds where we store all
we don't won't to remember or just perhaps best
forgotten
And this Is the place I beleive
all our nightmares begin a place where you hide all our fears from a dangerous world we find ourselves
In
A place where nightmares and dreams collide where your worst fears become reality and no longer are
they hidden from a unforgiving
world
Johnny walker Jul 20
There a part of our brain a place that lay deep In our minds where we store all
we don't won't to remember or just perhaps best
forgotten
And this Is the place I beleive
all our nightmares begin a place where you hide all our fears from a dangerous world we find ourselves
In
A place where nightmares and dreams collide where your worst fears become reality and no longer are
they hidden from the an unforgiving
world
Johnny walker May 27
I've seen days I thought to get through easly at leased that how you hope It will be but just how wrong could
I realy
be
for nothing Is easy In life
I've seen days as child I thought would never end
but of cause they do but you're desperate
for
those days to never end that you cling on every hour, minute, and second of each and every
day
I shared days of love with Helen as man and wife  days I thought never to end often think of our wedding such beautiful sunny
day
If I Could make that day last longer never thought she'd be taken from
me
Oh how sad life can be sometimes It doesn't show any mercy can be a very unforgiving
world
Life can ar times be very cruel and most unforgiving In this world that we live
Few bucks could buy her rugs.
Or may be a loaf.
So,In need of a bread,
A mother sold her womb.
What a *****, you'll say!
But a mother too is a human.
Who could be hungry and cold!
Have you ever thought that way?

Pretty eyes,Pink lips.
Admirable beauty.
How sassy!
But wait, is that a brothel!
Huh *******!
Seconds you took to change your thoughts,how critical that is!
Now think!
To dress her younger self,
May be she undressed her self-esteem.
But you'll think the other way.
How unforgiving!
Johnny walker Dec 2018
My girl Helen I loved much more than ever probably told her thinking there will always be a tomorrow
so
there's always the next day
to tell her, but how true the words tomorrow never comes for sadly Helen was true
and then It's far too late to tell her and you live with the regrets you have to live with, but sometimes life Is for the sad and lonely just as It Is for me
but through the painful loss, I'll come back stronger than before and I'm
try to make something of my life remaining, not going anymore to waste whatever time I may have left
make each every day count
no
one never knows how much  time any of us have left In a world filled with so much pain
I'm still of the lonely but not quite of the lost, I now think Into what I'm doing to try and make life work again, but
a new life maybe It shall be
Tying to again make life for myself for what time I have left In this fill
Steven Bowman Aug 2018
Love is a two-way war,
Love and every hatred.
Just don’t leave a scar,
Beaten till I am so red.

Love can have wounds,
It can have battle scars.
Preach death very soon,
Love steals all of the hearts.

Stealing everyone’s battles,
Just it’s so two-way war.
My God, all love saddens,
Leaving any type of a scar.

God shall have been a witness,
Just love ain’t all that pretty.
It’s never had its forgiveness,
Love isn’t all about its lovey.
Axelia Jul 2018
Nothing I do matters
I toil and toil away
But nothing I do matters

I am forever replaceable
Forever flawed
Forever scrutinized by society

I melt, fill a different mold
Yet the scrutiny continues  
I melt again  
Scrutiny persists  

How many more times should I melt?
Fill a different mold
Before I surrender
To the unforgiving scrutiny?
Constructive criticism is always welcome.
Rose Jul 2018
I’m floating just above your waves,
trying to stay
as you take me away
on a journey I didn’t ask for
so let me rise to the surface
before I drown.
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