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 Dec 2016 Yumi Ammaqui
Jamie
Alone
 Dec 2016 Yumi Ammaqui
Jamie
Today I feel alone
But I know that

I am alone everyday

But on good days
I seem to forget
Not a great day
 Dec 2016 Yumi Ammaqui
Dayle Kehl
I feel alone in my school
I feel alone in my home
I feel alone...
until I meet you someday
and you would change my life
In the well of my mind, is a voice.
A voice not entirely my own.
Beckoning me to travel deeper,
Within my own subconscious.

Though, if I listen,
I come to a place wholly unfamiliar.
Seemily outside the bounds
Of my own thought or reason.

And the voice says to me,
"Come now just a little deeper.
You are so close to seeing the truth,
With the scales peeled from your eyes."

Never have I seen
What comes after these words.
I always wake up in a sweat,
As if my body itself wishes to spare me

From some long forsaken iniquity,
That resides only within
The dark recesses of the mind.
Hello devil my old friend
I think it's time we talked again
You an I
We've had our times
Had our lows
Had our highs

Even though
I can't see god
I have to believe in something
This world is too odd
Angels
Cry
They fill the clouds but
when the devil speaks
he speaks
so loud

Hello demons welcome back
I've been all alone
Been feeling sad
When we're together
I kind of feel good
Doing things only demons should

So hello Devil my old friend
This time I think we don't speak again
Even though we've had our times
We've had our lows we've had our highs

I don't say to believe in god
But there's something here
this world is too odd
And as I cry my tears fill clouds
Here's the devil's call
It rings  so loud
My love is tacit,
You gotta know it.
I never said, 'I love you',
But read what my
Eyes convey you!
We never quarreled,
Nor did we fight;
Then why do you ignore me,
With all your might?
There, you sit laughing and merry-making,
Here, I'm a loner and my inside's breaking.
At the glimpse of me;
You pout and grumble,
Without realizing that
My love for you is eternal.
My love is tacit,
You HAVE to know it,
And when once you get it,
I'd be the luckiest on the planet!
Written on Aug 26, 2010
Fragrances of floral bouquets
and fresh cinnamon rolls
waft to and fro in the warm air,
the subtle hues of red and green
that are hinted everywhere,
paired with the little lights
stretched out on strings
that are wrapped around
almost everything,
bring us all home
for the holidays.
Join me, my friend
let us eat.
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