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 Mar 2013 Wolfey
Reya Grace
My spirit is not broken
My heart still beats the same
I'm left here in the balance
Of fears of love and pain

There's one thing that i do know
One I'm scared to admit
It has been there all along
Through my journey of regrets

I can't run any longer
No longer will I hide
It's presence just keeps getting stronger
Rising up from deep inside

I've replaced the fear that I will fall
With the fear that he won't
For so long I've stood here at the edge
Giving up, I finally jumped

No longer in that balance,
Scared of hurt and scared of love
I float here in the unknown
my hope is one thing that I trust
 Mar 2013 Wolfey
Àŧùl
I Love You
 Mar 2013 Wolfey
Àŧùl
I love you & it kills me
As I wait for you
To be back!
15 Words for You
© Atul Kaushal
 Mar 2013 Wolfey
Lily Karter
It's the feeling that
you aren't just sad about one thing.
You are sad about everything.
Little things.
Big things.
Everything makes you upset.
You end up crying,
And don't really know why.

You can't go to school.
You can't pursue a job.
Not because you are lazy.
Not because you're worthless
Simply the fact that
You can't handle the stress,
Or you're scared of failing.
It makes you scared to do anything,
Really.

You just stay cooped up in your room.
You sleep.
You eat,
on a good day.
You take your meds.
And you just sit.

You lose your social life.
You lose your love.
You lose your passions.
You start to believe dreams are completely
unattainable.
You eventually lose your feelings.

It just makes you feel like
You're going insane.
It's literally the most painful thing in the world to experince.

You want to think better.
Act better.
Be better.

The horrible part is,
You know how to fix it all.
But no one seems to be able to help.

It's really simple things
That would make you happy.
It really is.
But it's like those things are miles away.

Then the vicious cycle begins again.
 Mar 2013 Wolfey
Tonya Cusick
In a good way I can say that lusting over her and fantasizing over her isn't a bad thing.
Is it bad to crave someone else?
She fills me with desire, every glance she peers up at me I melt.
It's uncontrollable, I cannot be trusted with you.
My body has been set on fire.
My curiosity has been brought back in scorching flames.
I wonder what it's like to taste your lips, to taste you.
To inhale you like the finest drug and keep you in my lungs.
The high would be perfection.
Your the safest of all drugs, yet dangerous.
This is why I've chosen you.
Inject me with your bare hands, slide them down my waste and ****** them inside.
Inside where you can make me feel whole.
You burned me in a good way.
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