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xx Mar 2015
She does it with the water
She does it with her pain
She does it as her run
It's her best medicine

She's too weak
Her heart's very weak
Belittled and stomped
She's getting more bleak

Her only sunshine
Is the darkness
In the pits of the corners
Is where she sits with coldness

Her only nightmare
Is the light of the world
The more she's seen
The more she's haunted

She wishes her sunset
To come all at once
And leave this day
Leaving her not even an ounce

Though the medication
Is meant for a lifetime
Her dosages just won't stop
She's delirious and existing
xx Mar 2015
Oh dear, Raisey
You missed the train
Because of those lashes
And colors in your face

Oh dear, Raisey
You missed the cab
Because of those heels
That can't carry your height

Oh dear, Raisey
You missed the lights
The man-made daytime
Because you didn't look up

Oh dear, Raisey
You missed the right guy
It was all a constructed show
But now, the curtains will fall

Oh dear, Raisey
You missed your lifetime
You had it all coming
But also having it slipped
xx Mar 2015
My all's beneath all
I have seen of this collision
In the wind I lay
With the air sinking in
Freezes me to my core
I have thought of thee
You're the one I owe of these
The one I always wanted to be
But I'll go first
To the sky but fall
Teardrops kept flying
Leaving my weary eyes
And all of those
Keep on flashing at once
Until I meet the melting sand
Burrowing me with my blood,
My thoughts, and my hands
xx Mar 2015
I walked in the rain
On a summer day
Wond'ring if that face
Would show up again
I took each step
With the fog in my eyes
I want to get lost
But can't help standing by
I watched my past
As if I'm watching you coming near
And all that's coming
Are all of my fears
Rain of my thoughts
Kept coming on point
Maybe you would
But maybe you won't
xx Mar 2015
Balled and rolled
But never been told
What was once tied
Will set loose and die
xx Mar 2015
It was what she had
It was what she needed
It was what she did
To bleed for a living
It wasn't what she thought
That she would go through
It's where she's used to
Die to live today
It wasn't her fault
It was the fault in her heart
The cracks on her cheeks
Brought upon by loving you bad
She's dry and wringed
Wrinkled and broken
Though what she ever did
Was to pick up each of her piece
xx Mar 2015
Tiny grains of love
I always pick them up
Left-overs of their past
For me they're a must

Tiny grains of love
You're what I'll ever have
You're my golden dust
Something mine that'll last

Tiny grains of love
You're what I must have
Yet a precious sand
That kept slipping through my hands

Tiny grains of love
When will my glass be filled
When will I ever be drunk
When will I ever get to taste

A cup full of love
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