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Friends break your heart's door
Do you prop the door open?
Or just leave It be.
I have many scars
But they all tell a story
They are my tattoos.
In myself, I'm free
I'll hide in here forever
World will go away
You took my best side
Left me with this angry scar
My worst side exposed.
How would one know
And where would
One go
When the
Nature
Of
Everything
Can
Never
Be changed
 Jun 29 ebonymarie93
Luke85
You found me washed up,
I’d fallen at sea,
Searching for an island,
I’d dreamt into being-
I was sure it was safe from all harm.

Half alive,
you dragged me up and into the dunes,
Began to resuscitate me,
with nothing else, but the sureness in your eyes.
My heart danced,
Yet my head stood still.

We tangled our threads,
I held your throat, with electric hands,
Wrapped up in our own special place,
You were my fire in the rain.

And as the fires roared,
Love soared,
So I jumped from my own skin,
With fear In my hands,
Strangled my self to death
Putting myself out,  
trampling upon the embers of us,

      With the same old boots i had worn before   you saved my life x x
Too good to be true
Too true to be good
That second one requiers an unfortunate life to be understood

Say what you mean
Mean what you say
I don't see the difference between these statements to this day

Love and loss
Never loved at all
One being better than the other is not anyone's place to call

Keep your chin up
With a glass jaw
Even advice with the best intentions can leave you broken and raw

©2025
Politely I ask,
if I may please be excused,
from my own demise.
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