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Anthony Collazo Jun 2019
They laid there surrounded by broken glass and the smell of burning rubber, they couldn't move right away but they could hear everything. Others were yelling for help some were crying, asking God why? As if God was the one to be blamed for our sins and our destruction. They crawled to each other trying to hold one another for the last time knowing this was it, this was the end. They heard the whistling noise again, Boom! Another bomb came down a few blocks away, they rushed there, crawling, grasping at the ground trying to get to each other desperately. He was missing a leg but his love for her was so strong he did not feel pain he just kept crawling. She couldn't move anymore so she waited for him to reach her
The whistling noise came again this time closer than before, it hits the building above them and he sees the debris falling down. He lets out an agonizing yell as they stare at each other one last time. He sees her lips say I love you, then she's gone. He lays there with sadness and anger, asking God why? Why couldn't you let us die together? All we wanted was to be together why God, why? Everything around him shined white then he heard a voice ask him why. Why did you take part in this war and ****** your fellow brothers and sisters? Why have you taken away so many husbands and sons from their families? You ask me why I didn't give you the satisfaction of dying together with your lover. But how many others have missed out on this very opportunity because of your hand. Don't ask me why, just know this is the price for your sins. The voice was gone and the man lived on.
Hope you enjoy this short story.
Anthony Collazo Jun 2019
These words are worst than a punch
They'll go through your soul,
Make you lose touch.
Make us think love isn't enough.
I'm so ******* up,
my thoughts have rot,
I'm stuck inside a box,
I climbed into, it was for fun.
Didn't think that I get stuck
Now I'm looking up,
waiting for someone to pull me out.
been a long time now,
I know they won't come
I think love is just a sound
That we make with our mouth.
I love you. yeah me too.
Next week, you're thinking wow.
How could they leave,
a month later you feel relieved.
now deep down you believe
You didn't need anybody
I think it's funny.
The deception of love,
it's imperfect to all.
Still we search for it
like when looking for a jobs,
We're protecting our hearts
Putting up all these walls.
But I promised,
I'd give you my all.
From beginning to end.
But if you're giving your all
why is there an end,
It doesn't make sense.
Anthony Collazo Apr 2016
Can't u see that I'm broken inside the exterior shows it all I have nothing to hide,
Still I feel like this picture isn't drawn clearer cuz I'm yelling inside and no one can hear me,
No one can hear the screaming in here its just me and my shadowing fears,
Shadowing fears that drown me in sorrow always have me wondering if there is a tomorrow,
A tomorrow where I can pick up my broken pieces and see the lessons this life teaches,
Bcuz this life teaches so many wonderful things only u can choose what to do with the will within,
The will within all of us which we control some of us forget how and loosen the grip we hold,
The grip we hold that helps u move forward and those who lose it eventually get cornered.
Anthony Collazo Apr 2016
Like a blind man I walk on this path slowly,
wondering about this and that and trying to stay holy,
But in this world its hard to remain pure of heart,
Because there are so many things that can tear us apart,  
A word has no meaning until you put it there,
but we are so blinded by our assumptions and hate to be aware,
So we keep creating the cracks in the system,
no matter the strength of the ground it eventually sinks in,
Because nothing is forever not even that safety that you feel,
as you hide behind of what you believe to be real,
you wouldn't add black to a colorful rainbow,
and you wouldn't add horns to a beautiful angel,
But you can treat your family members like complete strangers,
something is wrong and we don't see the dangers,
Maybe when we awake from our dream, we will see how things really are, compared to how they seem.

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