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  Mar 2017 Wandering Soul
tamia
here
i am
floating
not on a cloud
not carried by space dust
but floating on my own
caught in between
two sides:
i'm not happy and i'm not sad
i'm growing older but i want to stay young
i want to be foolish but wise
and soon i have to go
but i don't want to leave yet

is it so hard for time to slow down?
Wandering Soul Feb 2017
In that moment you were all I could ever ask for
but your eyes looked away, you refused to see.
You said this wasn't what you wanted anymore
and you turned and left, did you ever need me?

With each step, memories of us began to flow free
from our first date just wandering around the mall
to our last date where we kissed in the Autumn fall.
How meaningless it all was, did you ever love me?
Wandering Soul Feb 2017
Past her fake smile she was a wilting flower,
her color fading with every passing second.
Alone in the abyss swallowed by shadows
slowly suffocating and dying by the hour.

Each petal a fragment of her broken heart
left to gently fall one by one. Hidden and
tucked away out of sight on the top shelf
because he preferred daffodils over roses.
https://m.soundcloud.com/maxencecyrin/where-is-my-mind-the-pixies
  Jan 2017 Wandering Soul
Amethyst Fyre
Grab my hand* he says
I know what you're going through
The cycles of firey independance
That you can make it, on your own
The wrenching despair
The flashing moment where you don't want to be here anymore
And it all seems so pointless
I know it
We don't have to be here anymore
Take my hand he says
I take his hand
And when the ensuing darkness falls around me
Like choatic endless falling stars
I do not run, I am relieved
My heartbeat is the last thing I hear before he leads me
Into the wild, overgrown garden of sleep.
  Jan 2017 Wandering Soul
storm siren
You are warmth
You are light
You are strong
You are brave,
But you don't have to be.
You don't have to be,
Not with me.

And i am fearful,
And i am shaking and shaky.
And i hate saying it,
But i am fragile and scared,
But not in the way you see me as.

I can be stronger
I can stand taller
I can be brave.
If only for you.

You called me a thief, but i'm just a survivor,
I'm a fighter.

I've spent my years
Fighting for my life
Or fighting for nothing,
And they ended up being
The same.

Because i came out
Swinging,
And though i was
A little less
Than the best,
I came out with a black eye
And a split lip.

You, being the light that drives me
Should be aware
That though
I love you so,
I'm stronger than you know.
Wandering Soul Jan 2017
Some people wish to be loved by all and beautiful
while others wish for a plane to Paris or wherever
and some, a relationship where you push and pull
but only a couple wish for happiness, for a forever.

A forever of moments and diamond lined memories.
A forever with endless tranquil midnight adventures
and sunsets spent being goofy in the summer breeze.

A forever of laughing and having fun till time blurs
and taking perfect pictures till our heartbeats freeze.

A forever for just us and wherever the wind ventures.
Wandering Soul Jan 2017
Art
I still remember everything that started you and me,
every joke and every laugh so I wrote you this song
to make you happy whenever you feel sad or alone
but the tune is off and the words just sound wrong.

So I painted this picture of the both of us instead,
one where you smiled and didn't have to pretend
as we lay silently basking in the sun's fading rays
and yet, the colors on this canvas just don't blend.
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