kgl Dec 2014
liberated:
the weight of you lingered until i was strong enough to push you away.

the fog has lifted:
the cloudiness of my mind replaced by the clarity of knowing i no longer want you here.

so walk away,
throw out your fingers to count those who let you down.
whilst you were mourning those who didn't care
the ones who did struggled
under the burden of a love
they could no longer bear

you pitied yourself,
now i pity you too
a cold, unfeeling pity reserved for those who cannot feel warmth

i told you to walk away.
AIA Nov 2015
I try to hold on but he let go of me.
I try to walk with him but he ran away.
I try to stay but he just pushed me away.
I try to fight but he told me to surrender.
I try to move on but, I can't.
Danneli Jan 27
From the forest of bleeding green
The floor of webs that trap the gleam
Signs of rain seen through the pines
And clouds that dim the glowing lines

Oh the vines that stretch across
That twist and turn with tangled moss!
Breathe in the air that smells so sweet
And walk until it's him you meet!

The rain beats down, along with snow
The world around begins to glow
And white that rides the lifting breeze
The cold, dark space beneath my feet

Oh the vines that stretch across
That twist and turn with tangled moss!
Breathe in the air that smells so sweet
And walk until it's him you meet!

Surrounding foam and splashing air
A crack, just something less to bear
A piercing glance and foreign stage
A mind that builds another cage

Oh the vines that stretch across
That twist and turn with tangled moss!
Breathe in the air that smells so sweet
And walk until it's Death you meet!
sara Jul 21
I've been quitely, silently brooding
with your name inside my mouth.
I've been late night smoking,
boozing,
half-inside my room, half-out.
Outside there sits a cold, cold night,
and my feet hang freely off the edge
just as my mind takes flight.

Just like everything I choose; you
and me don't fit quite right.
Every time I lose my grip,
we sink beneath these bright spotlights.
I stand on stage with both eyes closed;
if I can't see, then I won't know
what i could really lose
if I should ever choose to walk alone.
for an l.fc fan
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