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 Jul 2014 Zak Krug
Ria
you said
 Jul 2014 Zak Krug
Ria
i asked what you were up to one day
and you said "in love with you"
later you told me you wanted to be mine
you said a lot of things-
things i semi-believed
maybe because i knew better
or maybe it was because boys had said that to me in the past
and they left quicker than lightning kissing the earth during a storm
there were too many "maybe's"
but you did say you wanted to be with me
you left though
like everyone else
so i confronted you: "but you said-"
and you denied it and ran away
i had to get my thoughts out
When I stand before the mirror
to my horror
I find I have lost me

stares back at me
Sherlock

though I hate him
he warms up to me
takes me in his reins
morose eyes twinkly
gait sprightly

I become him
waken and in dream
memorizing his line
making his habits mine

like him I sprint
trails of footprint
and in all his fantasy

I'm no more me.

He scares
haunting in nightmares
one part
one heart
one role

He steals my soul.
A tribute to Jeremy Brett who played Sherlock Holmes.
Jeremy once admitted "Holmes has become the dark side of the moon for me. He is moody and solitary and underneath I am really sociable and gregarious. It has all got too dangerous".
I cannot express with words – how sweet
it is to be had by you and you by me.
Just open your eyes
The path is clear
Those stormy clouds are gone
Nothing but a breath of fresh air
Focus on bigger and better things
Just take care of yourself
Reach out for the finer things in life
Make your world shine
I am losing my way
I never never thought I would stray
from my little written path
only to face the aftermath

So many decisions to make
Infinite paths to take
I need out of this place
Losing myself to save face

I need help
but I have forgotten how to ask
 Jul 2014 Zak Krug
Le Lotus
I am emotionally tired
I am physically weary
I wanted to sleep so bad
But all I've done so far
Was lying on my bed
Staring the ceiling
In this dark room of mine
Wondering why
I've been doing this for hours
But I am not yet reach the dreamland.
 Jul 2014 Zak Krug
Katlyn Orthman
A melody as black as her heart
Playing like a theme song to despair
Dark it dives into your being
Filling your bones with cuts and tears

Singing as color drains and the picture turns to black
Ashes fall down, down, down
A tear of indignation curling it's shapeless body, falling
How does death move so silently making no sound

This fatal lullaby that drags it's poisoned body along
Infecting our minds as well as our souls
Leaving us at mercy to our own sicknesses,
We created upon years of singing with this song
 Jul 2014 Zak Krug
Andrew Durst
Maybe the
hard times
are over.
Or maybe
they've just
begun.

All I know is;
I have to keep
finding hope
in every tomorrow,
and inspiration
from all of
my yesterday's.
Feeling inspired.
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