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KRYS Apr 2016
We are just going going going, turning the gears of society's machine.

I complain often,
They want
They take
They ****,
But, we are they.

WE
Are the ones you and I so often
Blame
For killing
The spirit of our younger selves,
We are the ones thinking each other crazy
What for?
Doing doing doing what THEY want
Why are you for conforming
To such a cruel world?
Such as society goes.

They are infinite
They are insatiable.
We are they
and
It's so ******* stupid
Because they are hating and judging and
We promise we do neither.
(Come on, you'd never)
We are the society
We hate
And we refuse
To acknowledge it
because
It stirs our stomachs,
It makes us feel so bad.

Who cares though, right?
I mean, seven billion people
Can't go wrong.

It's not us against them.
We're them.
It's not me against you.
Because it's us against ourselves.
Them against themselves.
You against you and me
against me.

**** society.
Aroody Apr 2016
What else do you want?  
I'm already so ruined,
Yet too cheeky of me,  
To as you to comeback,  

Since distance stepped  in between,
And my eyes have forever been,
Constantly rain and flood,
My heart lost reason to pump blood,

I want you now I need you now,
Direct me towards yourself tell me how,
A heart I possess from all the world,  
I'll exchange it for a hand to hold,  


Please..... consider coming back!


© AROODY2016
When you really miss someone so much!!!
stargazer Apr 2016
I'm breathing.
That's all I've been doing lately.
Sometimes it's hard to get my next breath to reach my lungs.
That's usually when your name flashes through my head. Or her name. Or the fact that you left so easily. So fast.
I wish this hurt you, too.
And I always try to stop myself when my mind wanders there because I love you.
God I love you.
But I just wanna know that this isn't just hard for me. I wanna know that somewhere you're thinking about me. Somewhere my name flashes through your head and it becomes difficult for your next breath to reach your lungs.
I just wanna know.
Because lately I've been feeling kind of abandoned and it's funny because when you start to believe that maybe people don't always leave, they leave.
And I never thought you'd leave.
But you did.
And I stayed.
And I'm stuck.
I'm stuck on the way you breathe when you're sleeping and how cute your voice is when you first wake up. I'm stuck on the feeling I got when you said you loved me and the way we argued a lot but you never let me go to sleep feeling like you weren't in love with me.
God I love you.
And this is so hard.
This hurts so ******* much.
But I'd take all the pain in the world just to see you happy.
I'll watch you love someone else if that'll make you happy.
All I want is to hear you say I made you happy.
I wish you would come back to me.
I love you.
Thomas EG Apr 2016
White walls blind us
Before we get the chance
To vandalise them

The sun's reflection
Is stronger than us both
And thus, we surrender
Acuriousnature Apr 2016
Why burn bridges
When you can destroy worlds?
A beautiful destruction,
Skin against skin,
Lips crushed together,
Hands in each other's hair,
Screaming, crying,
Love and hate flying,
Emotions slamming together,
Falling apart,
Till the very end.
This love was always my hurricane,
But in the eye of the storm,
I remember,
Us
I can't every put it into words anymore. Peace, balance,  it's all I want now.
ylruceiram Apr 2016
Weeping silently in pain
Crying so hard though's nothing to gain

Wanting everything to burn
Just to ease the raging forlorn

Running away from everything
Seems like the best way out

Like a fire losing its flame
The lives finally fade

When will we ever learn?
That we'll never know
The never-ending trap of grief we can't escape.  It's bound to us for as long as we feel.
Jasmine Skye Apr 2016
Your love runs through my veins,
For you I'm feening.
Your the only one
that I'm breathing for.
Your eyes pierce through my soul
I would go to hell and back for you
This is us
We could be
You and me
Martin Narrod Apr 2016
Hey crow! Where Venus infers such that glass is TheHollow shell of tortoise blossoms oozing the Nyrous tips of incredulous sorceries, felt from oozing blue tears. The shapes are scented for you, the wands of new beginnings that carry you on. Leopards. Sunrises. Footsteps and madmen. Blitzkrieg harkening the weather's ovivorous lightning bursts to shake one's ears. White-colored hermine heroines throttled and wet with shades of gear. Small ranchito shrubs goose-pimple my skin, my hide; and shake this moon. Sway, into the early sun. Burning close to me.
Me Us You Baby
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