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Aidan A Jul 2017
I'm feeling
Down
Like no ones *******
Interested,
Feeling
Frowned
Upon as if my choices
Aren't my
Own
Tired of the voices
Constantly telling me
That I should be further,
Telling me that
I have no right
To feel
Worth

****,
But I can almost taste it in the air,
Just know this was a long time coming.
You ***** will learn to see,
There's no denying me -
And the rest of you will soon be crumbling
Down

I've tried to bolster your will
I see no need to but, still
I'll bring the fear that they will drown under,
The frontline disaster -
Learn to do with and without
If not, get the **** out
Before you're faced with
A force you didn't reckon
Could tear you a new one

****,
But I can almost taste it in the air,
Just know this was a long time coming.
You ***** will learn to see,
There's no denying me -
And the rest of you will soon be crumbling
Down

I am shaking now from the suspense
Can't wait to see you eat your own words
*****, you lost before this started
Rest well, dearly departed
And the rest of you will soon be crumbling
Down
Draft of a song I'm working on.
Fun fact : this is the only song I have composed with the use of profanity.
Aidan A Jun 2017
If I am too far beneath you,
Then don't bother holding your breath
Don't sink under waves
You won't want to drown in,
Don't reach for the hand
That won't reach for yours,
Let the deeps take me,
Let time take it's course.
Aidan A Jun 2017
I have noticed before -
How seconds slow into hours, hours into days
And days into nights, but nothing more -
They do not exist, as I miss Entirety
Like trying to fall asleep within
The cold embrace of a specter,
Blistered fingers lay waste upon
An unending dream where I'm with her -
My mental state collapses, forlorn
Are the words that had extracted
Such breath from my lungs, gone
Is my soul, once recollected.

In volatility my emotions know not
Where they lie, so instead they lie dormant,
Unwaking, in hopes that they can be slaked,
Unslaked, until I can be once more
Awake.
I have strayed, but I will readjust my path again.
Aidan A Jun 2017
If I coaxed
Her tides to ease,
Only then do fears reprieve -

I hope too
In time she sees,
That I accept her in
Entirety.

There is much still
That I hope for her
And of me, for both
To get over
And conquer.

There are demons
That have not seen
Light of day,
But in the dark
I cannot slay -
Try as I may.

Still

I want to be beguiled,
And lose myself - like falling
Into the gaze of a gorgon
Or succumbing to
The sweet release of a siren's song -
Neither can compare to drowning
In the depth of her oceans.
I long for her currents to coil,
To envelop myself in its motion -
To be ravaged and weathered,
Finally untethered
But mostly, to be
unbroken.
Aidan A Jun 2017
How high
I will rise
Before the air
Gets
Thin
  Jun 2017 Aidan A
Sandoval
I was not born a

poet.

I was broken into

one.


*Sandoval
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