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the froyo Jun 2011
distant tree,
everything is black and white like a movie seen.
he spoke with a voice that changed the tides
you are my voice when i am voiceless.
i feel rage pour through my heart, like an
over lit spark.
my lungs rev like an engine, eyes turn black.
i breath ice like dripping venom.
so break me down, like roaring thunder
we are both lost in our twisting spiral of love
we are both so woven together, emotions are our blood stream.
because if you were to leave me stinking, drowning, gasping
for your loving desire.. my stitched up heart would turn to fire.
i would be pumping ash, begging to be ripped up to
haven. you are my voice when i am voiceless.
let me drown in your forever..
the froyo May 2011
my young comrades, who i see five days of the week.
who i see running freely on the streets.
who i see at friendly places.
sometimes see you with ****** faces..
and at this young age, friendships fade as fast as they came.
you meet people who, change your life.
inspire you, someone who you never want out of your life.
and in a few years time, facebook will be the only to see their faces
they all end up in distant places.
maybe, a few years after that, you find out that they have passed..
and your only left with the inspiration they had kept.
its a fools dream to wish that we could all just stay together.
my goal before i die, is to see you, you who have not passed before me.
just to get a inspiration re-boot.
you my young comrades i wont forget. your souls and your beliefs i could not possibly replace.
we are the last few who refuse to be fake.
... my young comrades, dont ever lose who you are today.
the froyo May 2011
Oh how id love to save you from the world.
my protection is as strong as my love for you.
it my be black outside, but i promise my eyes will shine for you, give you all the light. and if you seek the stars, look no further then the mirror. when i sleep, i dream of you..

you used to watch me, my essence, from across the room, you saw it poisoned, my head would turn to the sight of you, but my vines were black, caused my eyes not to see, what i had standing in front of me. in the sunlight the black would shine through my skin.. so i never knew how it was sinking in.

some part of me always knew to come to you, the poison would wear off, and you would save me for a few hours. i dident see then, but now i do, that part of me, you kept inside of you.
and now you are my scatterheart. you watched me from afar, always tried to heal me, never let me go. i know how hopeless you felt, waiting all that time. sorry it took so long, to truly make you mine.

i wish i could have sheltered you from that pain.
it fascinates me, how i always caught your eye, how your voice id always remember. how we were immediate friends. i dident find the significance in this, for i thought it was nothing, yet, you have already thought me, and i know, to find significance in nothing.
and now, maybe this is what was meant to happen all along, or did your lust fracture fate? either way, i have you now..
not letting this one get away
this is to my boyfriend <3 ily.
the froyo May 2011
all i want to know is where you are, still so close, but yet so far.
you and i have seen pretty lights, and now they have turned to fading colors. i remember when we would lay for hours under the covers.
and your eyes are my favorite sight, your smile would make my night. i love you till the end of life. but i am just a fool... walking talking tool, to be used for nothing, and not kept for long.  my heart is broken, shattered, all the little pieces dont seem to matter.
and my tears are empty still, i remember when they had so much life, i remember when i had my soul in sight. it only ran away because its to scared to face whats coming, and to hear you say 'never meant to be,' would be all to numbing. im not sure how, because i can barely even feel. non of this seems real.
you showed me love, you showed me pain.. you showed me how to live with shame.
and all these days, and all these weeks, and all these months... have been through so much.. and you still take me by surprise still some hope left in your eyes, but please baby dont cry..
now body looking thin, no light can shine in, no sound can be made.
with no warning, not time to think.. this new reality still wont sink..
an old writing from me
the froyo May 2011
i was just a feather, drifting on a still lake.
waiting for a long time.
and then a small wooden boat was slowly passing by, gently creeping in.
a man with kind, sweet, loving eyes picked the feather up.

"my, my, my.. how is a feather, so light, and beautiful, not in the sky with a mighty bird? have you cried many story's, and whispered many screams?"

He put the feather in the pocket close to his heart.
rowed all the way home.
the feather looked up and wondered..

"why am i important, i fell because i dont matter anymore, no longer needed. i am not worthy of love.."

And almost if he had herd the feather;

"you are a beautiful thing, just because you were no longer needed, dosent mean you have no other meaning's."

He smiled. and oh his smile was amazing, it was worth more then flying.
then the feather seen the young man, pull out a box
this box looked important, and great.
he opened it and said..

"this box is like my heart.. and i will put you in here, forever. and when i die, the box will live forever. i promise, you will never be alone."
the froyo May 2011
her eyes open and she looks down.. see's all the blood around.

her arms feel sore, bones weak to the core. she wishes she did'ent

live no more. her heart pounds so hard, feels like her rib cage will

shatter. young girl what is the matter? can u not get up?

have you lost everything inside? where will you go? when you

have no where else to hide.

i know you wish he never lied.

you wish you never cried. life is not about the past, its about

always moving forward. but are you living when your caught in time?

the past has you in your mind, you think your life was a waste of time? girl you have lost your mind.

crawl out from beneath the mud, mud of all you hate, and fear.

take a walk through the rain, let it all wash away my dear.
the froyo May 2011
how did it come to be, this silence all around me..

i see your eyes intimating a river, makes my body shiver.

when your heads down low, and the stream becomes a flow

i promise to never let you go. when i hold your head tight to my chest your river

you may rest, stare up at me and i will be looking back.

where is all the laughter at?
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