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 Mar 2021 Moony
marie
I wanna scream
 Mar 2021 Moony
marie
I want to scream
I want to cry
I am so afraid
I don't wanna be so afraid
why do I believe those empty words
it's the future, not now
live in the present
I wanna scream
I wanna let it all out
why am I so afraid
it is not even sure if it is going to happen
why am I so afraid
please help
let me scream
let my pain and anxiety out
I WANNA SCREAM
 Mar 2021 Moony
beingcoolisaflex
As soon as I rise,
I'll rise like a goddess,
A goddess with flame as strong as one has never seen,

Until then,
I'll be here,
Sitting in my seat,
Dreaming of the way I want to be.
 Mar 2021 Moony
beingcoolisaflex
I'm watching you,
Watching you from my own seat,
I dont need to come nearby,
I can see you just as fine,
I like looking at you,
But i'm rather shy,
So ill sit in my seat,
Watching you live life,
On just the right beat.
 Mar 2021 Moony
beingcoolisaflex
I'm frustrated,
Not at you,
But at life,
Its not going how i want it to be
I wanna explore,
be free,
But life expects different things from me.
 Feb 2021 Moony
Daivik
I talk to the sea
It talks back to me
The waves are moonlit and lovely
The pacific inside me
Breathes
I look into the Dreamer's eye
The starry night
The starry eyes
The dreamer dreams
A paradise
Silently
He dreams tonight

The moon whispers to the shining stars
Flirting, as it makes the ocean dance
We are just a glance
In this vast expanse
Of light
Dreamers dream
Why'll we've got the chance
And we'll keep dreaming
Till the world wakes up

From this lovely ephemeral night
Into the eternal daylight
Of truth
And justice
And love
Based on my dp which i drew
 Feb 2021 Moony
Zack Ripley
I don't know where I began.
I don't know where I'll end.
But I don't need to.
I know where I am right now.
I'm with friends. I'm with you.
And to me, that's a pretty
great place to be.
 Feb 2021 Moony
beingcoolisaflex
Life ain't always easy,
You can tell that by the scars on my body,
They all tell a different story that doesn't want to be told.
It's a way of crying for help,
But at the same time not wanting it,
It's a trap,
A trap that makes you think everything is gonna be okay,
When yet I still sit here,
just me and my scars.

— The End —