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Xenna Aug 2020
I know I'm difficult
I know I'm hard to handle
I know my mind is my worse enemy
But I'm trying to suppress the screams

I know I'm stressed
I know it's hard to breathe
I know it's hard to communicate
But I'm trying to put a smile on my
          face

I know I'm too much
I know my anxiety is taking control
I know I no longer wanna exist
But I've been trying for years

I know your love started to fade
I know the way you look at me  
           changed
I know that you know I see it
But I'm trying to still believe you care

I know your stressed
I know you don't mean what you say
I know you pity me with the
       "I'm sorry"
But I'm trying my hardest to be blind

I know how you dont look at me
           when I speak
I know you dont wanna hear my pain
I know you dont think about me
           anymore
But I'm trying to have time go back

I know, I know, I know
But I'm tired of trying now
Xenna Jul 2018
Here we are...

A brewing toxin of emotions
That will bubble and fester
Out of control

Here we are...

A creation of chemicals
Of two mixtures
Combining; entwining

Here we are...

A living example of love
Living experience of mistakes
The forshadowing events of regrets
Its not finished, just the begining of something I've been writing.
Xenna Jan 2017
Dance, tormented soul.
Sing, broken heart.
Cry, fractured bones.

As your master hits the ground.
Pounding their fists against the pavement,
Causing the floor to be written with flesh and blood.

Speak, tearing flesh.
Stand, damaged mind.
Move, sealed lips.

As your owner screams.
Only allowing the darkness to hear.
Causing silence around them as they gasp for air.

Reach, crippled arm.
Draw, collapsing eyes.
Swim, invisible cries.

Your master lives, yet dies.
Breathes, yet Drowns.
Smiles, yet hides.

Scream, shaking fingers.
Bleed, unspoken words.
Write, oppressed emotions.

Your master loves you, yet hates you.
you cannot dare to leave unless they decide to leave this realm.
So you must stay to become your master's body and mind.
Xenna Dec 2016
Am I not pretty enough?
Thin enough?
Thick enough?
You've cheated me on me twice
Now its my turn to roll the dice.

Am I not good enough?
Smart enough?
stupid enough?
To get stirred by your words
So my mind can miss the worse.

Aren't I enough for you?
Funny enough?
Sweet enough?
I was told I was a fool
For falling in love with you.

Don't I love you enough?
Am I clingy?
Am I distant?
I forgave you the first
Thinking you'll never do worse.

However, I was dead wrong.
Thinking it would be a beautiful song,
But my heart has been torn
As my mind has been worn
By the lies you had spew
And everyone knew.

I gave you my trust,
But all you wanted was lust.
You had put me in a trance,
But there was no romance.
I gave you one last chance.
Now, I don't believe I can trust another man.

You took my heart
And broke it apart
But from this tragedy
I had grew rapidly.
So I say thanks
For no longer leaving me blank
So I could be able to see
That you were never right for me.
Xenna Dec 2016
I am me, but not really me.
What do you mean you ask?
Well this is my body,
But in my mind there is someone else
Who's on top.

I cannot breathe with out their say
Nor can I think without their thoughts.
I am their vessel, their ship.
I am nothing but a doll that cannot live without it's owner

Go ahead and call me insane
But, the person on top
Will force me to believe that's crazy.
Xenna Dec 2016
Darkness develops, deadly
We become drenched in it
By nightfall
Yet, we sleep when it's
Fully appeared.

Darkness develops, deadly
For we consider anything
Evil
In the rage, category of
Darkness

Still most beautiful things
Lay within the grasps
Of the shadows
That we forget sometimes
Xenna Dec 2016
Hello
Hi

How are you?
I've been good

I've been meaning to ask.
but why do you always hide behind a mask?
What do you mean?

Well I've seen you struggle
Yet, you don't cry.*
You just act shy
And just smile
...

It's ok if you don't answer
I don't mean to pressure.
I was just wondering why
You never cry.
I cry...
But on the inside
Because the shadows of my past
Lingers on to me.
I hate to have it reappear.
It haunts me when I'm happy.
It slips it's way through
Before I sleep.
I wasn't always
Smiling...
Yet I do it to avoid the questions
That others will always ask.
So to me, ignored by these
Stubborn people.
I do nothing but smile.
I smile
To tell myself
to try and forget the past,
Yet it still stands in
The corner
Glaring at me

I'm sorry, I didn't know.
It's ok I just never showed.
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