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 Dec 2014
halfheartedsoul
They're all moving on.
Better lives,
Better them.

I'm happy,
for them.

Yet I can't help,
but despair.

Who's gonna pull me out?

None but I.

But for the life of me,
I can't bring myself to.

Help,
for I'm sinking deeper.

Help,
for I can't help myself.

Help,
for this self-pity to end.

None that knows this misery,
for it'll be they who hurt.

Enough that I'm the only,
left in a destructive shell.

Time after time,
I thought I'm moving,
finally,
to a peaceful,
healthier life.

Time and again,
I fall back,
into this pit of darkness,
as though screaming,
yet unheard.

It hurts,
to know none bother,
Or notice.

I beg,
for the day of eternal release.
and yet....
    everyday
I   F
       A
           L
         L

    deeper
Into Your Eyes
      Into Your Words
             Into Your Voice
    The feelings my heart.
            and mind
      have created
Leave me very little choice
          I cannot control
   the musings in my soul
        the desperation in my heart
     or the erratic thoughts in my mind
           That keep tearing at my insides
      Making me want to fall apart
                perfection
                         =
                      you
      Especially, in regards to me
I just wish you could see
          I know I sound crazy
     But, sometimes we just can't help
            how we feel
       It's too much to ask of you
   But I'm a fan of the truth
          and I know these emotions
      that I'm trying to conceal
          desire
               chemistry
                      love
        they're all real
  I tried and tried and tried
         but I just can't control
            what's deep in my soul
     and how my heart feels...


Just thought you should know...
 Dec 2014
JA Doetsch
I've come alive
    with the night
young, fresh, and unspoiled

I see the pale, naked moon
    as it peeks at me through
          a window in the wall of clouds

            it basks the streets in ivory hues,
          competing with the sickly yellow
        of the street lights

I'm alive
I feel no desire nor obligation
    to sit quietly, to stare meekly
         my veins trickle with intoxication
             electricity in my fingertips

I'm seeking
allowing my heartbeat
to lead me
                to feed me

             My gaze cuts like diamonds
           my grin gleams like steel

      When you look into my eyes
tell me, what do you feel?

is your heart just like mine?
    Do you feel them beating in time?

We're tripping
   We'll fall
       We're hitting the wall

Your skin tastes like velvet
    My dear
        you have me enthralled


        We have only begun
   We have time 'til the sun
Wait and you'll see

how to be

                   Alive

Just like me
That really escalated quickly
 Dec 2014
Adele
1.As the sun rubs its eyes, rise and shine. Thank God for today. Open your windows, and say hello to the birds. Admire the canvas drawn in the sky. And now, get ready to fly.

2. Turn off your gadgets, go outside and take a stride.

3. Get lost and wander into the sea of tides. Find yourself. Your dreams, goals, passion, the positive and even the negative side. After that, you may enjoy the ride.

4. Keep a journal and write what's buried deep. Good or bad things, it's part of life. Get up, dust the dirt, and try. Reflect on your scribe, and learn to inspire yourself as time goes by.

5. "I speak to everyone in the same way, whether he is the garbage man or the president of the university."-Albert Einstein
Love the ones who treat you right. Stop the fight and let's unite. Acknowledge their goodness rather than the differences. Stop judging and start accepting flaws, because everybody makes mistake.

6. Life is too short not to appreciate. Simple things matter. You never know what you have until it's gone right? Sometimes, you just have to screech your wheels in an open highway and feel the air. Take off your sandals and walk in the coast. Wait for the sunset and fathom how the horizon gives life to the vivid sky.

7. Let your tears stream down and wash out your mascara. You feel like dying? Take away the blade and just cry. Let it go. Release the pain that has built inside. If you're done, wipe away the tears. Look yourself in the mirror and be a warrior. Learn from your mistakes, forgive people, learn to smile :))

8. Yes, smile. It makes you happy. It makes others happy too! So, if you're reading this. Congratulations! You're alive. That is something to smile about, no doubt.

9. Be healthy. Run an extra mile, flex and stretch for a fresh start. Dump the pills together with your misty dark thoughts. If you lost yourself somewhere in the darkness, you can find it. It may not be that easy, but every war has an ending. It's called beginning.

10. “Eleanor was right. She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.” -my fave line in Rainbow Rowell's, Eleanor & Park.

The way Eleanor dresses—men's clothing, bright colors, even fishing lures in her hair. Her bright red, curly hair, freckles, and curvy figure all combine to single her out for bullying, so her own appearance is a huge factor in her everyday life.

THE THING IS: BE YOURSELF. Eleanor dresses the way she wants, to be different. Don't mind what other people say, cause in the end it is you, not them. And hey! We are all beautiful, we are strong, we are worth it. That's what makes us special. Stop wishing you looked like someone else, stop hating your body, your personality. Love yourself a little more every day. And for sure, someone will love you just the way you are :)

(a.k)
These are my ten golden rules in living life. You have to take the good with the bad, smile when you're sad, love what you've got and remember what you had... Always forgive, but never forget, learn from your mistakes but never regret, people change, things go wrong, just remember... LIFE GOES ON.
 Dec 2014
Kelly Rose
The best gift
is the joy
of sharing a feast
with family and friends
where conversation
and laughter
reign
12/7/2014
 Dec 2014
Daria
Pan
He's so beautiful
and handsome
and perfect every way.
He shows the lust that bothers others,
but not me- it never will.
His darkness and his evil unveil magically,
and once I look into his eyes,
he'll easily control me.
But sadly there's no magic, no flying to a land.
A land that's filled with happiness and pixie dust and sand.
The sand will glow from moonlight and happiness alike,
But if I step into that land, I won't return, my love.
I must let go of whats holding me. My very own child.
How cruel, how wicked, and terrible if I ever had to lie.
To lie that I would rather stay here with you than him.
A lie that never bothered, but one that cannot stay.
So off you go, hold on to that shadow,
my happiness can only be here.
On this magical island of happiness,
my Neverland with Peter.
 Dec 2014
Camellia-Japonica
Oscillating timekeeper ticks and tocs.
Pendulous seconds bumping time forward on the face of a clock.
Father Time, that Patriarchal chronometer
that martyr, master, commander and observer.
Watch the clock, it's moved forward, did you notice time moving?
Father Time so old, and bearded, a scythe by his side waiting to cull.
Waiting is dull.
Time is a lull, a lullaby before you die.
Cronus never steps back, always marches forwards
and we the human race, suspended in time, and space
watch the clock, wishing more time away with regret,
whilst watching the clocks face.
© JLB
07/12/2014
01:45 GMT
 Dec 2014
Kelly Rose
Instead of pondering
upon lack
she is inspired
by beauty
and the bounty
within reach
Well, at least for today
12/7/2014
 Dec 2014
Forgotten Heart
you
are
blocking
my
life

will
you
please
get
in
or
get
out

you
­better
get
lost

you
are
hurting
me
 Dec 2014
Eudora
His adorable curiosity
Heartfelt sincerity
Rare honesty
His heart's purity

Bring them back to me...

His comforting words
The kind I've never heard
Seductive and mellifluous voice
His contentment,with me as his choice

Bring them back to me...

His arousing fantasies
Romantic gestures
Perfect heartache remedies
Keeping me safe with a mysterious vesture

Bring them back to me...

The warmth of his skin
Soft whispers in my ears
Infectious wide grin
His undying trust, gathering my tears

Bring them back to me...

I'm not ready for another chapter
It's miserably unbearable
I know YOU are there, so please answer
My prayer for a miracle...
#prayingforamiracle  #you #miss #tears
 Dec 2014
Hayleigh
You dig your sharp soiled nails
Deep into all of my insecurities
So deep
The reality that I will never be free
Crashes over
And drowns me.
 Dec 2014
Sydney Victoria
The Winter Is Colder For Those
With No Warm
Memories
Are You Cold?
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