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Zalea Mar 2015
I sat on the swing,
Shifting my body weight,
Coasting higher by the seconds,
leaving all my thoughts behind,

Finally I am soaring high,
Wind hugging my body,
And the blue sky outlined with white clouds,
Creating an instant shock of insanity,

Making me feel like I'm about to be swallowed,
And I might never come back down to earth,
Because I'm finally happy,
Here on this swing alone.
~Zalea
Zalea Mar 2015
I
I sat on a bench in the park,
Talking to death,
People staring and whispering,

I didn’t care I laughed at them,
And kept talking to him,
I loved the way he talked,

Always offering a great bargain
I would gladly accept it,
And say good bye, see you tomorrow.

We
We always laughed together,
Talking on that park bench,
Stealing pieces of each other,

We never gave them back,
Keeping them for only us,
Knowing unexposed secrets,

We deteriorated each other ,
Until we would come down,
All at once falling down,

You
You were watching us,
Standing in the crowd whispering,
To the other people around you,

You were interested but confused,
Wondering why,
But there was no answer,

You wanted to find an answer,
But were scared to say anything,
Now you are stuck wondering forever.
~Zalea
Zalea May 2014
The breath gets kicked out of me,
I no longer have access to my lungs,
My thighs burn,
But I keep pushing,
Pushing out the thoughts,
Memories,
Running away from my past,
Wich cannot be won by me.
  May 2014 Zalea
Albero Centrale
Reaching for safety,
Wanting help,
Waiting,
Wanting,
Needing,
Safety from,
The fears of an unknown world.

Waiting,
Wanting,
Needing,
Someone to face
This unknown world.
Prepared to be the hero
Or to fail.

Waiting,
Wanting,
Needing,
The next hero
To walk into this new world
And overtake it
With courage and grace.

Waiting,
Wanting,
Needing,
Someone to
Leave their own safety,
Take risks,
And live.


~LV
  May 2014 Zalea
Albero Centrale
Its dark im trapped
im stuck im fadeing
im bleeding im stuck
I need someone to pick me up
I see a man he's in a robe
he has a scythe and has no soul
its death he said hes has saved the day
I cannot find the light of day

JNL
  May 2014 Zalea
Albero Centrale
The hate in ones soul
burns a hole threw all
the people it takes control
the hate in ones soul
has taken a toll on all of us

JNL
Zalea May 2014
As you stand there yelling at me I can't deside,
Wither to go to the kitchen and stab myself,
Or sit there and listen to you bring me down for the tenth time,

I chose option B because you tell me to grow up,
And you deside what I will do when I'm older,
Because what I want to be isent good enough for your life style,

You are planing tommrow while I live tommrow,
With a laughter and a smile,
You live with flash cards and notes,

For I chose to live of studying,
And you are jelous of it,
For I will never grow up until I have fully expericened life.
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