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bleedingink Jun 4
Would it be okay?
To let it all go,
fade to black
like at the end of a movie?

To let the world go bright,
a brilliant white,
created by the light
of thousands of stars.
bleedingink Jun 3
Corpses cannot feel, for they are nothing but a husk,
a pale imitation of a former self,
what gets left behind.

Perhaps I am a walking corpse,
animated, maybe,
but not alive.
bleedingink Jun 3
Deeper,
Darker,
Turning,
Spinning,
Struggling,
Begging.
Which way is up?
bleedingink Jun 2
I will lose myself
if it means you can have it all.

I will give everything
if it means you will smile again.

I will, I will, I will.
bleedingink May 30
All the things we never said,
go round and round inside my head.
bleedingink May 30
There are many words I wish I’d said,
while I still had the chance,
so many things we said we would do,
but we ended with only a glance.
bleedingink May 28
I love you,
but I can’t say it.
You will never know,
even if I desperately want you to.
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