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I think my fears has swindled me
The way l was used to do, now its not the same
l have lacked courage even from the beginning
because l didn't believe in myself, was thinking
that it might not be the way l wanted
but at last l realized
I am the one dying from inside.

When she smile even not at me,
that's when that feeling of love start to come.
When her face is looking angry,
in my heart its more than a burden to carry.
I have never loved someone like this before.
Maybe its my misconception I don't know.
What l am conscious of is vivid
I am dying from inside.

Should I let it end up like this
Dying from inside to me is like a mess
I wanna try but where can l find the strategy
how can I try when l am loosing courage
Maybe this might be the only way to vent
Letting her read this up to the end.
Even though it was a tight end,
but this might let me transcend.
Dying from inside,I can't wend.
ghost Apr 2011
A lot of beauty's been lost,
just flown by it seems.
All these moments you try so hard
to hold close to infinite,
slip right through your fingers.

What's to say you tried
to never forget, to never end
a beautiful thing,
When you always crush the petals,
grasping at memories.

Somewhere in life
there'll be a day
when all the pretty things
you ever saw will find a way
to eat you from the insde,
to decay your self.

What's to say you tried
to never forget, to never end
a beautiful thing
When you always crush the petals,
grasping at memories.

All that time wasted
grasping for the pause button
all the **** you missed,
trying to capture the moment

The beauty will destroy you.
Carolina Nov 2019
A girl singing in a club,
nothing stood out but the dark.
She sang a line that made me smother,
she summed up all of my days throughout
sometimes wish I'd stayed insde my mother,
never to come out

and then the piano notes floted in the air
falling softly like dust
melting everything it touched with no care,
my life was on the edge to combust.
https://youtu.be/TSydmQoW_9g
24:24 smother by daughter
through the long lens we often will bask
into the trash...,
a gift to renew;
in borrowed basement pews

insde we often will ponder
a common call from up yonder
in velvet skies beneath the toil
transfixed with lucid dreams & hay

a ****** to ponder when my journey has ended
until that blessed face I see,
deeper then the gallows swallow
deeper then the ocean blue

as high as the eagle fly overhead
chards of flames of passionate conquest
swallow me deep beneath the orchids to parade
where mere mortals will confess

to woe beneath the glass
compass the reunion of the leaves
come quickly lest I refrain
onto the sabbath's duty will digest

the power of the union of friends
love is the essence of my meager existence shun the resistance
ever eager for battle grow to summon the cattle
crafted and created an **** of suspense

not to don nor straddle the fence
Amen to the solitude amidst the commands
my heart gives pause to enter into heaven's gate
call it my destiny nor meager fate,

when all of the flask & timber will end
I will see him on the other side
millions upon millions robed in white
forget the night for the day is far spent

out of every circumstance learn to take part in the dance
I exist as a vapor then I am no more
a challenge to be free is a question of time
only one life is soon to pass only what's done out of love shall surely last

bask in the vast expanse between time & space
face, eyes & hands
Hopefully someday all will understand ?

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