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Jn Mar 18
I said yes,
I agreed too quickly she thought,
But the pain did,
It was the cycle that did.

I was used to it,
Nothing new was said,
It was normal,
And I accepted that.

Even when she was all I wanted,
Even when I loved her too much,
I just didn't want to hold on,
Onto something that was just going to leave me broken.

Not that I didn't try,
I'm selfless,
It's my love language,
Its how I live.

I'm left with nothing,
Yet I will try again,
I'm human,
I want love too.
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Jn Mar 14
A soothing voice,
It does the calming,
It softens the heart,
Its miraculous.

To my lady,
I apologize,
I ask for mercy,
For even in the cold I love you dearly.
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Jn Mar 7
She's lost,
Maybe even tired,
She's had a long week,
Maybe we all have.

But its rest,
At least for tomorrow,
For time keeps moving,
It waits for no one.
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Jn Mar 5
For the longest time sadness lived with us. It was necessary for happiness. For the longest time what we wanted was happiness and that could be found in things that made us happy. So chase your dreams and chase happy moments.

Live with what keeps u happy, moving forward and hoping for a better tomorrow. For the darkness doesn't know of warmth. So find happiness in the brightest of places.

Focus on the good not the bad. Thats how happiness is found, so focus on what u have now, not what could be. For time is but a moment.

And what's lost cant be found, time is fair that way for all.
Gibberish....
Jn Mar 5
An old friend,
I'd call him,
The way we both want each other,
And yet timing keeps us apart.

It's not yet time,
Even when I want it shortened,
So I tease,
I provoke.

His a patient friend,
Who takes his time,
It's saddening,
But next time I'll make you move.

Next time,
I will win,
It's a matter of time,
Before we meet death.....
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Surviving kills, so live.....
Jn Mar 5
The things I do for her,
Their out of character,
She takes me far,
To places I haven't been.

I love her,
Something I don't say much,
If none at all,
But she's got me there.

Her embrace does it for me,
It's her gentle smile,
It's her charisma,
Even when it's night.

She's a proper lady,
She's beautiful that way,
Elegantly enslaved to perfect,
She reminds me of balance.

She's broken with me,
We relate in our sorrows,
And yet I want her out,
Of the two she's to be saved.

I will make sure she does,
One last time,
One last effort,
I will make one last dream come true.

Even at the cost of my happiness,
The cost of my logic screaming,
Saying we have nothing left,
And yet love for me is sacrifice.

Love for me,
Left me empty,
But I didn't it again always,
One last time.

With everything I have left.........
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Jn Feb 7
I seat in dread,
It's the corpses,
It's the tension,
And foul stench.

The way the blood drips,
Gently onto my skin,
From my head,
I'm sleepy though.

I want to rest,
I'm convinced,
I need it,
But lately I've been too convinced.

And trouble follows,
It's attracted to me,
It loves my impulses,
My irrational decisions.

That dance with danger,
With no care in the world,
Just pure self indulgence,
They love my destructive self.
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