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Wake me up
Breathe life into me
Sing me a sad song
Make me feel alive
Please,  just once...  
Before I die

Wake me up
Fill my lungs with air
Play me a pretty melody
Make me feel happy
Just one more time
Before I die

Woke me up
Brought the world to my eyes
Danced in my view
With you,  I finally felt alive
You made me believe in life
Just once
Before I died...
I had "Bring Me To Life by Evanescence" on the brain,  thanks goes to them for the inspiration.  :)
 Sep 2014 T2m
John Holmes
I hate the day and O, I hate the night,
I hate myself for ev'rything is wrong,
the day no longer gladd'ning to mine sight
and worse the night with downy owlet song
full-shrieking from some dark and crumbly place
to welcome his false dawn of silver'd beams
as the bright moon its well-worn path doth trace
with its own bright shadow on darken'd streams.
O, happy he for he has his white sun
to burn full-cold upon his full-dark day,
when in both days such comfort I have none
when his gold moon doth rise with warming ray.
The moon a sun and lo, the sun a moon —
I swear, one kiss from thee — I swoon, I swoon!
From Selected Sonnets, iTunes.
 Sep 2014 T2m
Echo
Tomorrow marks our special day. Two months. By far I can say that these are the best two months of my life. Why? Because someone so special to me entered my life. He changed me and made me strong. I love him. And I want everyone to know that. He was right where he always should be, and though he left me, I am so grateful to have him back. I wish I could give him the stars. I wish I could just be there to hold his hand. But it's okay. Because these soon to be the best two months yet to come. He's my first and my only and nobody can make that change. They say that people make reckless promises and they don't know the true meaning of their words. Yet I can see in every case that my heart will always belong to him.
Thank you for choosing the ugly duckling over all the swans. Look how we shine in the sky, love. I was enchanted to meet you. You can make me smile thousands of miles away. Just, Thank you. There's a song my heart plays,my heart plays a song. Do you hear that love they're playing our song? Shine brightly.
He is my prince and I will never let him go. Thank you for walking into my life. I will make you at home here. Every girl deserves a guy like him, and for that he should know. Every girl deserves someone like him to be loved by. And he chose me.
Really he is perfect. I'll stick by his side as the world awaits us. Happy Early Two Month Anniversary! I love you <3
For Andy, who stole my heart
 Sep 2014 T2m
Vivian Elise
Today was the first day that I didn't think of you and ache
My heart a shipwrecked mess
Because of our mistake
I'm lucky I made it out alive
As the vessel took on water
My lungs struggled to turn to gills
The ocean tried to take me but I fought harder
Against the pull of the current and the undertow
Against the tomb of the murky blue that only other sailors know
 Sep 2014 T2m
Just Melz
It's all just a trick of the light
Never really wrong or right
Like, last night?
We let "love" take control
You entered my soul
Damaged my mind, but I didn't care
I wasn't really there and neither were you
Just a few drinks, the night was through

I remember it all clearly
How your eyes danced like poetry
Your lips tasted like sweet red wine
I was addicted, said "you're mine!"
You said I was yours too,
But I know that's not really true, so do you
The truth is,  I didn't really love you

I know you don't love me
But in that moment
Our bodies made poetry
So beautifully outlined, flowing and rhyming in perfect harmony
Such a simple little melody

This morning came fast,
Knowing that moment had passed,
We knew it wouldn't last,
Getting dressed fast
Sharing a quick little smile
All the while thinking that for a few moments it was great
What was it, our second date?
Not my usual style

A few drinks and "love" took hold
We lost all control
I showed you my soul,  
Too drunk to care, barely even there
Last night?
It wasn't wrong, but it didn't feel right
That poetry in your eyes?
Must have been a trick of the light...
I had a dream last night (after a few beers) about an unknown man, this is loosely based on that.  Enjoy. :)
 Sep 2014 T2m
Arcassin B
By Arcassin Burnham




.....Shouldn't be taking for granted,
Even though her wishes aren't ,
I wish he could have been there,
But left you broken hearted,
Don't got time for all the gossip,
Say my name if you get lost,
In the mist of what's to come,
I won't let you fall and I won't pay the cost,
Cause the cost will have a budget,
I know I can reach it,
And when the price is right,
I will gladly teach it,
The kind of love you find at a bar,
And say what got you so down,
Rubs your shoulder,
Tell you its alright,
No need to frown,
The kind of love you need,
When your locked in prison,
She will be your loyal seed,
Every time your name she mentions,
Goes by the name of melz,
But I call her melly,
She's the inspiration of everything,
When I write,
Its steady,
Teaching it gladly,
Seeing smiles on her face,
When I met you ,
Knew you needed some space,
From the things that bothered you,
******* took advantage,
But I will stick by you,
Like a man and his loyal companion.
Love u melz.
FTM
 Sep 2014 T2m
SøułSurvivør
How can you be truly tough
In this painful world?
How can you stand firm
When the spears of agony are hurled?

Most people in the proud US of A
Don't have a clue of the
price they have to pay.

Western people do not know
What hardship really is.
So gratitude is lacking...
It is this...


Gratitude is having a ***
That doesn't leak,
To walk miles for diseased
Water from a creek.

Gratitude in thanking God
For the dry wood
To cook the rice or millet
For your food.

Gratitude is finding
A pair of shoes
In a garbage heap
That you can use.

Gratitude is finding
Pesos in your hand
When you beg the streets
In a poor land.

Gratitude is escaping
Vicious thugs
Who deal in human
Trafficking and drugs.

Gratitude is Hellen Keller
With no hope
Finding Annie Sullivan
To cope.

Gratitude is having NOTHING
And in pain
On one's deathbed, but yet
The fact remains

They are redeemed
And they have Lord Jesus' grace
So they know that they
Will look in his sweet face.

Being tough is seeing life
As is and still not breaking
Being brave and looking
Not forsaking

Being tough is a
Mental attitude.
Loving God and thanking Him

It's GRATITUDE.**


SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
(C) September 28, 2014
I think the above says it all.
I want to thank quinnfinn for
The inspiration.
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