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Something that I try to fight You fight it too, in dark or light Together we can win, across the distance and time My Nightmare that fights me, sometimes he makes me blind Do not fall to the voices in your mind That make you cut, leave a ****** sign Time heals but leaves a scar When it's over, do not forget your past Rant, rave, spit or talk You and I, we walk the walk The path we dread is a path we share The demons in the dark, the knife, the snare Watch my step and I'll watch yours Together we can unlock closed doors Find a reason not to, rather than one to do so It's working for me, why not you, y'know? I hope you read this, but do not ignore For me to write this was quite the chore To have such pained effort fall when it's so near Would be a reason to cut, ear to ear I think you're beautiful, regardless of what you believe For our eyes and mind can trick and deceive When nobody trusts, compliments or gives hope, Know that I do, though my responses are slow Sleep well, my <3 At least, try to rest Restlessness is eagerness But eventually, is Death And I do not wish to lose someone like you An Insomniac and Pyromaniac message each other... one's mind does burn, the other wishes to burn everything in mind...
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Sep 12, 2016
Sep 12, 2016 at 6:52 AM UTC
My Lil' Insomniac
I had a pleasant dream Still caught in my memory It was just you and I And you were beautiful Shining with a blessed light It made me smile, and I woke This feeling made me choke I haven't felt like this in an eternity Positivity? When all I have is ******* making fun of me? Wait, wait, wait... I'm happy?
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Jul 12, 2016
Jul 12, 2016 at 4:45 AM UTC
What the fu---?
Go on, press record Lift your phone to bloodshed Lift your phone to the sound of hatred Of bloodlust laid on a foundation That was never really stable to begin with Go on, film those frames As you watch me beat the **** out of All those who made me feel like **** Worthless Hated Unloved Alone The final gunslinger, taking his stand Draws his pistols, hipfiring And in his stance, thumb through belt loop Hat down over his eyes Ashamed of his instant reaction, His ability to **** and inability to remain emotionless Go on, press record Put it on Facebook Let everyone know what you really are: A cowardly bystander
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Jun 30, 2016
Jun 30, 2016 at 12:34 AM UTC
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