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Dipper Jul 2020
Why?

Echoes in my mind.

Why, Why, Why,

I want to like you.

Smart and cute and loyal,

but I do not.

Flirt, Smile, and loving the feeling of being loved.

While knowing I can never feel the same.
Dipper Jul 2020
It''s hard sometimes
you send me the invite
without proper foresight
I don't understand
nobody sees me
I'm no longer free
to sing what I need
Dipper Jul 2020
I see them when I close my eyes
At night when I dream or in day when I turn my head
I know they hear my desperate cries
When I see them fade away into nothing again
I hate to admit that I try
To see your face in their crowd, and to talk to you
My head compulsively lies
Telling me that they are there and that they care
Dipper Jul 2020
I wish I had wings for arms
and could fly free in the air
But I'd probably fly too close to the sea
and my wings would loosen and tear
Dipper Jul 2020
You make my want to curse
why can't you let me in
I tried so hard to get through
your loud and horrid din
I mean *******
can't you take a clue
why the hell would I be here
If I didn't want to talk to you
No I don't want to get food
Or go out and chill
I want you to tell me what is wrong
or someone else will
I'm sick, I'm tired
and I want you
to tell me what is going on
so I can help you through

I know this is harder
than I will ever know
It's not my right to get mad
It's not like I'm a pro
I just want whats best for you
and for you to talk to me
so I can help you through this
and for both of us to see.
I wrote this originally about a friend, then realized I had heard the same words many times.
Dipper Jul 2020
"I only cry over things that aren't real,"
she says with a soft frown
"It's the only thing that I feel
I relate to more than reality."

I nod and watch the wall
"It seems whenever I need to cry
Nothing comes at all
and all my strength is gone."

she smiles and speaks
"I find I cry to easily
and my laugh is always weak
And not as frequent."

I fiddle with my knife
"I laugh to much, and at the wrong times
but can't cry to save a life
even when I want to."
Dipper Jul 2020
Words
fountains of colors
as you toss your coin
flashes in the midday sun
a swath of silver
a tinge of red
as it lands in the rainbow

where
are
you

cobblestones seem soft
as you sink through the floor
into your tomb
the torch extinguishes
as tears fall
in a river of blood

where
are
you

it seems sometimes They want me
as They hand me a trophy
Gilded Gold
Shining Silver
Crowning Copper

where
are
you

the walls close behind me
as They watch with smiting eyes
and lips curled in song
as i fall down

where
are
you

trees grow but you die
time goes but I stop
life ends but you haunt me

where
are
you

it's time to go
not yet

where
are
you

I'm here
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