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Ryan Nyberg Jul 2014
4 am but I'm here
where could i disappear?
4 am and I'm still
under your spell and will.

soon will come the sunlight
and the nature wake up
still I'm going to ask
what am i doing here?

4 am and I'm drunk
but on my own self harm.
where could i disappear
from under your wicked will..
Ryan Nyberg Jul 2014
with my hand on my heart
i let you go
i watch you turn around
and the pain slowly grows.

as my eyes fill with sea
and my soul is in pieces
all that we have been through
races through my bones swiftly.

im afraid to inhale
in case you start to speak.
and i want to hear everything
you dare to think

with my hand on my heart
i make a promise to love you
till last memory fades
and even beyond that too.

as my sea is now ocean
as my heart is now broken
and i watch you leave us
i can feel my palms soaking.

please don't do this to me
please don't go
please come back
yes i know we will fight
we will curse and break up

but i want all of that
nothing worthy is easy
and you are more than worthy
of the hell that i'm living.
Ryan Nyberg Jul 2014
i asked you to stay strong
i found the words
i hoped you 'd never cause such deep
and blood filled wounds.
we all get restless, and sometimes give up
and i betrayed myself so much i called it bluff.
and every note and word is now soaked in my rain
every day has had a mark left on, to see how time goes by in vain
would you remember how it was back then
we fooled around it seemed to harmless to pretend
instead of working on what we have got and we have had our share of tears
you wanted to move on with someone whose love would not seem so intense and fierce.
with someone who would never make you cry
someone who's near, not worlds away like i.
oh well, maybe you find what's best for you
don't want to lie, i don't hope you find truth.
i hope you suffer like never before.
i hope you feel the rain like it is downpour
i do. i really, really do hope you get hurt.
you get all bruised and covered in your dirt.
Ryan Nyberg Jul 2014
We are as hopeless
as our hearts at love.
we are as worthless
as our given oaths.

we are all lost
and our names are unknown
we don't know ****
but you claim you have stronger bones

and everyone around you
isn't worth your time.
one day she is your future
the next - you sell her for a dime

to the first stranger that you cross paths with
to the first poor man roaming these blank streets
to any blind guy who won't speak a word of truth
you'd sell her and move on to someone new.

great minds think differently
but work together perfectly.
when one is willing to submit to sanity
make sure you are the one who keeps the folly.
for two sane people will give birth to ordinary
whilst
lunatic will bring to this land something odd and jolly.

we are as hopeless
as our heart's desires.
where we need water
we're looking for fires.

we are as lost
as a new born star up in the sky at night
we are as new to this world
as of death the fright
after you nearly met it face to face
Ryan Nyberg Jul 2014
my mascara became my foundation
and my lipstick now turned into blush.
just like you once were my inspiration
just like our car ride is now a car crash.

and my hair used to be bright and healthy
my skin used to feel lively to touch.
now i can't even see my reflection
i don't think i have got one as such.

once i smiled and felt so rejoicefull
now i can't look up, not when you're there
never thought i could be so regretful
left alone with so much love to spare.

i won't hold on to you, you are hollow
empty like a life for those who live
once they no longer have who to follow
and they're just not yet ready to lead.

only the guy above knows i have suffered
tortured like a witch, like a weak slave
i will always love you, you're unworthy,
but your cowardliness did make me brave.
Ryan Nyberg Jul 2014
in order to achieve eternal beauty
i'll bleed until there is no colour left.
i'll bite off every inch of my imperfect body
leaving just bones of any strength bereft.

in order to achieve eternal beauty
and to make you remember me so pretty
i'll sing farewell songs soon before I'm thirty
you won't see age conquer my skin or eyes with so much guilt in.
Ryan Nyberg Jul 2014
you can't buy love
but you can buy a ****.
you can't buy happiness
or time you won't get back.

you can buy beauty, health and friends
you can buy anything
so look after your wealth!

you can't buy…oh
wait, you can buy it all!
as long as you have enough money to your name
the world will lie at your feet and follow every step you take.
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