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The feeling of your skin on my fingers,
Abandons all of my problems .
As I spell out the only one thing I want to say.

Rolling hills like rolling tides,
Represent time Passing faster than I'd like.
So I spell it once more,
Hoping that your Unconscious notes the seven letters.
Forever...
The path of life slowly siphons me of my dreams,
like a child ripped of innocents.

Set with false expectations.
lead into the dark with no light.
Guided by stories of those who made it.

Alone in the dark i am.
fearing my surroundings.
following the imprints of the past comers

One institution at time,
I follow.

I follow for the ones who cannot travel this path,
I follow for the ones who have failed on this path,
I follow to leave additional tracks.

As i get closer to the end of this vast darkness,
the path begins to thin until there is nothing but a sliver to guide me.
Fear fills me.

I am lost.
waiting to be found.
On this unclothed path,
Lovers’ palms lock as leaves fall,
All stops, lips caress.
Hot sand as I walk
As I smell the foreign air
The sea thirsts for me.
Frozen over lakes
Rosy cheeks ache for the warmth,
Winter has arrived.
I do hate my life,
But I would not die for hate,
Sometimes you think about the nothingness
Without worry and pain,
But sometimes giving up is not the only disclosure,

Thinking about the future is what keeps me going,
Because that's what I can control,
I want great things in my existence,
So I do not die for hate,

Why lose my life,
Because humanity makes it so ******* hard to live,
I will not be this person forever,
Yet no person will ever be,
So why waste this,
I could end it and descend into the vast darkness of nothingness,
But I keep going for the magnitude of my dream that I dearly crave.

Killing my hate with my dreams,
I fight for another day.

I would not die for hate.
When the concluding star burns its last flame,
When the soul that possesses my body ascends,
When your feelings begin to decay,

I will forever love you,

Our promises have survived throughout the seasons,
Proving we are together for the right reasons.

Some say,
We're too young to love,
But for me to not know love is for me to never have met you,

We have had many firsts,
But all I know is that you are my last,

Hold my hand and walk with me on this journey so called life,
You will become my wife.
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