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wanderer Sep 2015
A beautiful angel with broken wings
Darkening her lips with painful things
Swirling thoughts within her brain
Hurt and bind like iron chains
I want to free her from those things
But as loud as I may scream
She cannot hear how the truth in my voice rings
And though it break my heart
I can only watch as the angel pulls herself apart
wanderer Aug 2015
There are days
Full of pain
That remind me of my cage
Things that break
Just by whispering my name
I'm not so important
But, you see
I am a destroyer
Of everything surrounding me
wanderer Jul 2015
LDR
I hate this emptiness
Inside of me
Because I know how to fill it
I know right where she'll be
I just can't reach her
I never knew
Distance
Could be such a painful thing
wanderer Jun 2015
Once upon a time
A star to wish upon I did find
Shining in the dead of night
Out of deepest black, a beacon bright
I would not say that I've been saved,
Rather, that for this I have been saved
And maybe every moment of uncertainty and pain
Were necessary
To truly understand the beauty
Of these moments
Now streaming in front of me...
wanderer Apr 2015
Red
Lightning from a bright blue sky
Wildfire dancing on ocean waves at night
Chaos pure and clear
Is the one I hold dear

A gentle brush of butterfly wings,
Wildflower perfume on a summer breeze
Sunlight shining on the sea
Peaceful and deep
She sets my soul at ease

Storm surge rush across the sands
Crashing thunder shakes the land
Breathless desire
Sets my heart afire
At thoughts of taking her hand

All these things
She stirs to mind
And gives me hope
With her broken edges smooth against mine
For any who read it, I believe this may be the end result of my "Searching" piece long ago, at least in spirit.
wanderer Aug 2014
I feel a little lost within,
Everything under my skin
Has started to spin
Forgive me if I don't make sense
I feel as though I might break again
I'm not sure where I'm going
The wheels in my mind won't stop turning
All in different directions
- I think I feel something burning
Is this mental self-destruction?
When I stop and think,
I begin to shiver and shake
Frustration, fear and pain
Hope and loss have left me drained
So I spin, out of control, down the line
It's dark and cold
So hot it burns
Losing my mind
But still it churns
Out reckless thoughts
(Oh, it hurts!)
...Yet all the while
A little voice sings
At the edge of the darkness
Calling me
Calming me
Reminding me
Incomplete
wanderer May 2014
Every day
Another scene
Of the same **** thing
Painted smiles
Plastic words
Everybody talks
But nothing gets heard
And one thing
Blurs into every other
And the price we pay
For no real prize
Is to **** our hearts
Our whole **** lives
Till we're just vacant eyes
With no soul left inside
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