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If you don't know what you want
Then you don't want me
It's (so)Head Stuffin'
(And)Soul Destroying

There's the door
You can't ignore
It's over Baby

Yes your indecision
Is driving me crazy

And I know I sound
So angry
Walk away...

Suddenly it seems like I've stopped Lovin'
The truth is - it's just confronting

How you feel
Is a big deal
To me baby

Being lost
In a life of Maybes

(So)
Goodbye
It's Time
... To Walk Away.

© Debra Lea Ryan
13.09.2024
☀♥ƸӜƷ✿♬
I love writing Love Songs however I finally need to write Goodbye kind of Songs too.  I hope with a lil' Hope eh!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3OniJnIQ1JQ
louella Mar 28
i would like to love you like everyone else does
like a morning dove
awaiting morning
like a beautiful sunset
still forming
i would like to love you easily and breathlessly
count all the syllables in the words you say
watch you walk
watch you stay
watch you walk away anyway.
i’m so difficult to love:
i move in rhythms
i push away—i shove
i erode the land i pave
i can’t mend the things i break.
i can’t be in love with you—
that would mean i would have to stay.
i am disgusting, you are ravishing.
you are hourglass sand in my hands
and i have stab wounds too
you fall through
every time
through every corner of dying skin.
you would abhor me if you could just stop adoring me—
i haven’t felt useless since the day we met
but i have a selfish need to push, pull,
yawn and stretch
and move violently in indignation.
you were in the wake, you moving piece of innocence
you had no clue who you were meeting
and now i’m sure you regret
it.
i can’t be who you want me to
cause then i’d have to stay
and i’m not sure how not to move these legs.

in the end, i know that
i will watch you watch me walk away.
i run. i set down my bags and chase the uncertain. i run into corn fields and places that i shouldn’t be, but i do so because i am afraid to mean something to someone else. i am terrified of connection. utterly terrified.

started: 3/26/24
finished+ published: 3/28/24
crystallaiz Oct 2021
i'd rather get drunk
to the sound of your voice
but here i am
listening to music
on the midnight train home
all the good nights
and sleep tights
can't mask the ending
that began when we met
it's been so long. i know the things that need to be done, but i just can't bring myself to do them
Angellah Nyamai Mar 2021
When they are present but inside you are lonely,
When they are silent but the hurt inside is too loud,
When they don't say anything but the voices inside cracks your head,
When the taste of sorry from them is bitter,
When all the crap can’t allow you to say something;
You no longer keep there,
You pack your pieces and find yourself peace,
You walk away.
You deserve better.
Zack Ripley Nov 2020
Words don't seem to mean much anymore.
Nothing's made sense
Since you walked out that door.
I don't understand how everything went so wrong.
Well, I guess the time has come.
It's time to move on.
Don't know how I'll get along.
Because with you, I felt strong.
What'll I do if I see you
Out on the street?
Not gonna punch or cry.
Won't raise my *******
to the sky.
Just gonna walk on by.
And if you grab my hand
As I walk away,
Baby, there's only one thing
I'll have to say. Move on.
Samantha Babe Jun 2020
I was the sunshine that they called
In a call, I would be there
In smiles, I could share laughter
In cries, I would be willing to be your shoulder
Everything you expected would be my pleasure
Even in hearts, I would be at my best
Time can be my friend
In every seconds, I would make it count just to be with you
Cause that is the right thing, right?
When everybody seems to disagree
You can count on me
I would never fail you
Even if it is too much sometimes
Like a suffocation in a sleep
I woke up like feeling nothing from the night
But ****, that's not even appropriate!
I'm a slave to someone's emotion
I look highly to people without looking my own
They're already stabbing my back
Their favors that I was so blind were just a gratification to their selfish needs
With the smiles they show was a lure
All they had to do was to pick me in their convenience
I had a purpose according to them
I was the cheerleader.
But I woke up
After all this time, I know how to get tired of everyone
The sunshine is now a cloud
Sometimes in vast colors, sometimes in hard pouring rain
I was greatly unfair to my younger self
But it's not too late to walk away
Cause what is important is that you have woke up from blindness
And to know what is really you deserve for the world.
This is dedicated to the people who used & maltreated us, took us for granted and so unreal to our genuinity.
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