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 Apr 2016 Unnoticed Notes
ALYA
all this time,
i could never imagine that
this day would eventually come.

the day when someone would actually make me a priority.
the day when someone would actually be willing to stay awake for me.
the day when someone would actually be willing to take risks for me.
the day when someone would actually look at me dead in the eye and tell me that i'm beautiful.
the day when i could actually feel that i'm being loved unconditionally.
the day when i could actually bare myself until the very last fragment; until the deepest, darkest piece of me.

all hell breaks loose when you and i found each other.
You
I woke up this morning
To a whole different mind
With the same room, same skyline
I was leaving you behind
And I told you I loved you
But I didn't look you in the eyes
Because maybe I like you
But I'm sorry, I lied.

What am I to do now?
Cause I can see this on the news
"Man dies of broken heart"
But I've got nothing else to lose
So I'm flying the nest
Back to where I was raised
In search of something I lost
Among the rubble I left there.

Could you teach me to be?
Someone that I don't know
Cause you must know it hurts
To leave you and go
I was tenderly yours
But there's fire within
And I'm burning down this house
Cause it's no home to me.
 Apr 2016 Unnoticed Notes
ryn
Hug
 Apr 2016 Unnoticed Notes
ryn
Hug
I wish for a hug...
One that lasts only mere seconds.
Yet could only mean nothing
but eternity.

I long for a hug...
One that finds me struggling,
and offers the line that'll hoist me up
so that the whims of the world
would simply fall away.

I yearn for a hug...
An embrace that grants me the briefest
moment of solace.
Amidst the clamour and chaos
that overwhelm.

I want a hug...
One that's unconditional.
One that'll just take me in, as I am.
One that wouldn't cringe
at the misfit of my bones.
One that wouldn't judge
if our heartbeats don't
thump in sync.
Static* says the phone and you say nothing,
while you wait for them to say something,
but there is dead air between you.
The silence is deafening but not enough to muffle cries as you remember what you two were.
Deep inside you mourn the person you used to be,
now shadowed by whats overcome you.
And when they look at you it hurts,
because they see an apparition of where you came from,
burning inside yearning and pleading to get out through tear stained eyes.
"I love you..
Static
I remember you
That cold feeling of overdose
That urge to take more
It crawls along the walls
Making you tremble

You get lost pretty fast
Shivering, coughing, bloodshot eyes
You can't let go
Keep going, nonstop

At night, crying
Took too much of that medicine
Wonders why I'm here
Addiction, please let me go

Suicide, steps back
Addiction steps forward
Hearing whispers in my ears
Giving me the urge to take more

Started with over-the-counter pills
Now moving onto prescribed ones
Then to alcohol, then to cough syrup
And cycling back around again

How I really wish I  had someone to talk to
Well, at night is what I'm saying
Because that's  where my thoughts repeats
Till I start to tear up, and cant sleep
Written on 3/19/16
 Apr 2016 Unnoticed Notes
B Irwin
time is choking me
I can feel it all around me and I want out
Time is just man made but time is a snake sent by God to wrap and squeeze out your life
No matter how much makeup you put on, the masks you wear, time is all around you
Why won't it let go
Sometimes it squeezes so hard you *****
And your hands are numb but feeling was never important
Because what is feeling to time
You wake up every night because you can't breath,
Time lays beside you, but it never sleeps
Time holds a screen in your face and calls it memory
It's really just a movie that you never really liked anyway
One with him touching you and you touching her, making sure time doesn't let you forget about him like you have
Nobody in this world ends a sentence for you unless you do it yourself so do it yourself
With the knife you hold, you could **** time
I feel so sick
Do doctors have medicines for time because I don't want too anymore, I can't want too, I can't, I don't, I won't
Eventually he's going to quiet my heart, and nobody will hear me
Hey guys, I know this might be messy, but this an actual clip of some "manic writing". Often times, during a panic attack, I will write scribbling clips of the things I think or have to say and repurpose them later into my writing. This is my uncensored anxiety put out for all. Remember this when thinking about the seemingly scattered organization.
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