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Cat Lynn Sep 21
The sister I loved and could grow close to
You've disappeared... I was accused
Don't know who you are... but you were someone I knew...
I have lost enough... but you were one thing I didn't want to lose
Too many wounds... but that exploded out of the blew
"You're over thinking..." But I knew the truth
How do you people feel now!? You've ignited my fuse!
Because now... She's not the person I once knew...
....I miss you Rachel... Please get well soon...
. . . Do you still love me when you are sleeping,
Then will I fit well in your arms?
All that anger you've been keeping,
With your eyes shut can it still do me harm?

I sit here beside you afraid to lie down,
My mind can't rest after everything you've said.
I'm afraid to wake you so I don't make a sound,
I'm not sure why I even came to bed.

I have given you everything but it's not enough,
I am so sad and I feel so alone,
I want to stay but you're making it tough,
I live here but I'm not at home.

Do you still love me when you are sleeping,
Or will you push me away.
Am I something you feel is worth keeping,
Or does it make me stupid to stay?

Do you still love me when you are sleeping
. . .
Osiria Melody Sep 16
Touch your crown, open with your brains spilling out
Your agonizing screeches electrify me with euphoria
I exploit your weaknesses as you squirm about

Raise your bloodied wrists, bound to a chair and shout
My immaculate world is a dystopia
Touch your crown, open with your brains spilling out

My wrath punctures your skin without a doubt
Harvest your organs of emotions, a delectable cornucopia
I exploit your weaknesses as you squirm about

Inebriated, I slur my derisions at you with an unsympathetic pout
Scar your eyes with the trigger of trypophobia
Touch your crown, open with your brains spilling out

Drown in my waters of deception up to your snout
My wrath culminates into impending dysphoria
I exploit your weaknesses as you squirm about

Burst your bloodstream like sauerkraut
Haunt your tranquil dreams with insomnia
Touch your crown, open with your brains spilling out
I exploit your weaknesses as you squirm about



Melody
9/15/19
conjured while listening to ragecore music. morbid, indeed.
Invisible Sep 14
When did I last really laugh?
I can't really remember.
But I want to.

When did I last cry?
Just yesterday I believe,
But I don't know why.

When did I last yell?
Does it count if it
Was only in my head?

When did I last break?
An hour, ago I'm afraid.
No, maybe, I think.

My final question:
When will I last,
Do all of the above?/
....ok then.
Eliseatlife Sep 6
When a door closes
Knock on it a few times

But if it still does’t open
Let it stay closed
Seanathon Sep 5
When the first summer rain stirs the peaceful veil
And the white fly casts shadows down tried and true
When the firelight sparks in the first dark of night
And the thunderous call reaches the mountains through

Within grandeur ends such glory
A quiet death for time as it stops

Crashing like passing waves ashore
Bursting into the creative mind

That is the caffeine rushing to a combustive heart
Trying to write with morning fog, mostly about morning fog, is like a descriptive eye chart. LOL. #wakeup
Aman Sep 4
When she is sad.....
Tears roll down.....
My eyes....
When she is sad....
There is extreme pain....
In my heart.....
Feels like....
We are close.....
But very far.....
When she is sad...
Heavens cry.....
The rains fall down.....
Winds are angry.....
Telling me that.....
I am not worthy.....
So I try.....
With all my might.....
That her sadness......
Never ever can come....
In my sight....
Her smiling face...
Is the lovely....
Scene I miss.....
Her happiness.....
Is the only thing......
I need from her......
As a promise......
Love, wait, sad
Aman Sep 3
When she is happy.....
Everything seems fine.....
The wind also....
Sings a lovely rhyme.....
The river draws.....
A pretty picture.....
Which I think....
Is a lovely gesture.....
The heavens applaud.....
The amazing phenomena.....
My heart is also......
Smiling.....
Eyes showing....
The tears.....
One thing is...
Sure....
Her looks......
Are surely....
Mesmerising.....
Love, smile
Johnny walker Aug 31
Its taken a long time for me
to find a place of peace since my darling been gone where I escape the pressure of life that have become
to much to
bare
I escape to within myself a place to where only I go
nothing can touch me safe from a world I no longer recognise or really
won't to be part
of
Its as If I'm In glass bubble
I see out but no one see In
hearing and seeing people
hurrying around panicking
but not getting
anywhere
fast
Retired and free of the pressures of working life free at last to do as I please which often means nothing at all but that I'm happy with
the one thing
missing my
sweetheart
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