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It's hard to be me
It's hard to focus
THEY ARE LYING TO YOU
I can never leave myself alone
I can never turn down the white noise
NOTHING YOU DO WILL TURN OUT RIGHT
I know it's only in my mind
But that doesn't make it any less real
THEY ARE AVOIDING YOU
NOBODY CARES
YOU ARE ALONE


I hate being alone
I love the way you torment me

Every hour
Every Day

A steel trap I cannot escape

Lost
Lost in myself
Lost in thought

I love the way I torment myself

Lost
Lost in thought

I love the way you torment me
In five years, I hope this **** is long gone
I want my broken life back on track
I want to figure myself out

In ten years, I hope to be successful
Not in the eyes of society,
But in the eyes of myself and my loved ones

In twenty years, I hope to have family
A happy, healthy, loving family

In the unforeseeable future, I hope to pass as a joyful old man
Full of stories of Love, Adventure, and excitement
Leaving behind a legacy for those who outlive me

Tomorrow, I hope to be happy.
Twin doves
A symbol for
Friendship

I offer to everyone

Twin doves
For world peace

I offer to everyone

Hating a person
Is not good for us

We will be stressed
And lose our
Mental stability

Look
We may be diversified
But, every heart beats
Every blood needs oxygen

So we must be in unity

Then only, we will be in a
state of peace

Trust me it's easy

It has to start
That's it
Be happy
and make others
Happy
You say
I am turning
into the lady
with the large book
and CD collection,
with isolated friends
and few dates,
whose only love
will be a cat man
one day.
But I'm enjoying
my Saturday
with Kerouac
and kin,
dreaming of
yellow lines and
the open road
instead of
yellow lights
and bars.
Plus,
I'd rather write
these lines alone,
than spend my night
talking in code.
I got places to be, but no will to be there.
Who, if not you yourself,
can in and through mud and waves
grow toward the light?


© Barbara-Paraprem, 2014
Buried in the quagmire of questions

the lonely traveler gasps.

Faith suffocates, belief stifles

and he seeks answers no more.

He regrets he walked into a one way trapdoor.
 Sep 2014 Cayla frazier
Jo Hummel
I want to be able to express my feelings for you,
but I'm not so sure how,
nor am I sure that you care.
I lack the ability to write well when I'm not drowning in my depression.
What do I say other than "I love you?"

How can I tell you that you can be what I look forward to most?
How can I tell you that when I wake up I check my phone to see if you've messaged me?
How can I tell you that the mere thought of you is enough to make me smile and that sometimes you're all I ever want and that I hope heaven sounds like the smile in your voice when you tell me goodnight?
How can I tell you that I wouldn't be able to live without you?

Maybe I'll find a way eventually.
 Sep 2014 Cayla frazier
Matt
I hope to be a kind and loving boyfriend
To a beautiful goddess one day

I promise to cook her dinner
And run her bathwater too

I won't forget the scented candles
And rose pedals as well

I live to please her
And put her needs before mine

I love to give her oral pleasure
For as long as she desires

Truly I adore her
And live to please her
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