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 Mar 2015 Amber Bowen
rs
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 Mar 2015 Amber Bowen
rs
I wouldn't consider myself depressed.
I have times when I'd laugh at a joke,
or smile at someone on the street.
Forget for a split second that I have any problems.
But then when it gets dark.
And I'm in my room, all alone.
I realise how depressed I really am.
*~ r.s
Whatever happened to the moments
we lived for
the moments we lived from
electrifying lives
currents of passion
high voltage that knew no resistance

what do I have to do?
to feel the surge
to feel the spark
to feel alive again?

Is it in the tomes?
Is it in the songs?
Do the muses hold it in the walls?
Is it inside of me?

Searching for the switch
to send me back to passion
To make me feel charged again
to make me feel in charge again
 Mar 2015 Amber Bowen
Zigmaz F
I have loved before
and
I shall love again,
dear.
A heart knows when it has been hurt. A heart knows what sacrifice is worth. A heart can know courage and a heart can know fear. It can also know love and when true friends are near. A heart knows it's own desires and it can know how to give and sometimes a heart can know how to truly live. In single moments a heart can know memories that will last a life time. In all things that we as humans start, we should always take a moment and listen to our heart, for it will know what is best it will always tell us the truth.
 Mar 2015 Amber Bowen
Rnw
Sucide can't save my neglected soul,
My mum held my limp lifeless body screaming for me to come home,
But what she doesn't realise is ive been gone for a while now.
A fallen angel,Finally able to spread her wings.
Fly away beautiful
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