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C.F
I love you.
I hate you.
I love your smile.
I hate what you did to me.
 Sep 2015 Madonna Suchak
Yanamari
My heart, even though already dust,
Somehow continues to break...
And it hurts!
It ****** **** as heck hurts...
And tears seem to be flowing from my dried eyes,
As if my eyes were not dry at all.
The millions of pieces of my heart scrape at my innards,
Almost forcing me to scream,
But I make sure barely a whisper moves out of my lips.
Not because I'm afraid to, but rather I prefer to keep it to myself.
Because no person's there for me anymore...
I'm finally moving on,

At one point you were my world, beautiful and full of wonders.

But now you're becoming more of a memory.

I'll never forget you and the things I've done.

But now I can say I'm moving on.
 Sep 2015 Madonna Suchak
Havran
"I still remember a time before you, and with it I can say with certainty that everything is different now. I have known loss and heartache, but I've also discovered love and wonder, and all this you have brought by simply being true to yourself."
 Sep 2015 Madonna Suchak
Liam
After all this years, I am just someone you never got to love.
a sudden quote
Just left
Not just physically
Found myself between
sun-rays
Enlightened and free
a page empty
Shades that I choose
blue's, grey's and green
Drop in the stream
down my face
I blend into this place
I am without a trace
Beyond everything
you embrace
So get away
my Darling's
Run into the trees
Embrace the falling colors
Times as a fleeting dream
Beauty is adventure
hiding in the leaves
Soon the wind doth blow
Cold hands you will meet
When Winter winds expose
you!
Eventually
Take a moment. Take a breath. Take yourself away.
Life is here when you return.
 Sep 2015 Madonna Suchak
scared
Things happen for a reason..
Why can't things stay the same?
Why does change hurt so much?
I don't know if this
is love
You're like an angel
from above,
I don't know what to do
when you're near
All I know is going crazy
when you're here.
Short very short.
If I could write the days into a memory i could forget....
than i could foreshadow the future I havent seen yet....
Id scribble down the worst of my life... But always sign the best...
Put my heart onto the paper and keep it out of my chest.....
But a stationary hero isnt the answer for my worded crimes....
Like the emotion cannot be beautiful grammar or rhymes......
A Fragile label cannot be placed on the package i deliver....
The damage is real like my poisoned liver....
I declare a proclamation of Houston we have a Problem....
I know my problems.... Words they wont solve them....
So Scribbled shaky pen stains on bar napkins became my bible.....
The pain was a memory not a selfish revival.....
If you can see yourself within my written pain.....
All I mean to say is " I wish I could See you Once Again"......
i always attract broken souls.
because broken attracts broken.
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