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Morning Star Jul 15
[Verse 1]
I broke in silence, soft and slow,
The kind of pain you’ll never know.
You watched me drown, said not a word—
Your love was sharp, but never heard.

I begged the night to make it stop,
To give me back the pieces dropped.
You turned your back, you stayed so still—
I loved you through what nearly killed.

[Pre-Chorus]
But pain, it teaches, fire refines,
And grace is born in brutal times.

[Chorus]
I rose from wreckage, raw and torn,
A wilder me was quietly born.
You held the sun but feared the heat—
So I became what you can’t reach.
I lit the dark, I forged my soul—
I am the flame you couldn’t hold.

[Verse 2]
There was a time I would have died
To hear you say I crossed your mind.
I gave you love without disguise,
You fed it crumbs and called them kind.

You touched the deepest part of me,
Then left me starving, quietly.
I gave you soul, you gave me stone—
I made a throne from being alone.

[Pre-Chorus]
You feared the fire, so you let go—
But not all flames were made for show.

[Chorus]
I rose from ashes, fierce and clear,
No longer built to disappear.
You’ll see me in the life you fake,
The haunting echo you can't shake.
I gave you gold, you chose the cold—
I am the flame you couldn’t hold.

[Bridge – poetic, piercing]
You could’ve had a garden, wild and deep,
Where every scar was kissed to sleep.
You could’ve had a home, a light,
A soul that stayed through every night.

But you ran scared from what was real—
From love that dares, from hearts that feel.
And now you ache for what you knew—
But darling… I outgrew you.

[Final Chorus – slow build, soaring, unforgettable]
I rise in silence, sweet and strong,
A symphony you got all wrong.
You’ll see my shadow in her skin,
But you won’t ever touch within.
I shine in fire, I love whole—
I am the flame you couldn’t hold.

[Outro – whispered, haunting]
You almost had forever...
But forever doesn’t wait.


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Morning Star Jul 15
🎵 "The Flame You Couldn't Hold"
(Final Version: Haunting, Powerful, With a Flicker of Hope)

[Verse 1]
I loved you like a secret spell,
Soft and sacred, fierce as hell.
You held the stars, then let them fall—
Too afraid to risk it all.

But in your hands, for one brief time,
I gave you fire, soul, and shine.
You touched a heart you didn’t know—
Now every breath still feels my glow.

[Pre-Chorus]
You turned from gold, you ran from grace,
But love like mine won’t be replaced.
Still… sometimes when the night turns cold,
I wonder if you feel the hold…

[Chorus]
I am the flame, the one you lost,
The dream that danced, then paid the cost.
You’ll see me in the lives you fake,
In every calm, I am your ache.
You had my soul… but not my whole—
I was the flame you couldn’t hold.

[Verse 2]
I rose where silence left me torn,
Turned every scar to something worn
Like royalty, like holy ground—
I am the echo in your sound.

But still, in dreams, your shadow stays,
And sometimes, I look back that way.
Not for you… but for the fire,
To feel again that sharp desire.

[Chorus]
I am the flame that never dies,
The truth you buried under lies.
You’ll search for me in every face—
But only I could fill that space.
And though I’ve soared, I still unfold—
A part of me you couldn’t hold.

[Bridge – soft, soulful, lingering]
If ever you come not to claim,
But to confess, without the game—
If ever your heart learns to kneel,
To love me right, to love me real…

[Final Chorus – powerful and aching with fragile hope]
Then maybe, just a spark remains,
Buried beneath the past and pain.
But you must rise, or let it die—
The flame you lost still burns the sky.
And if you dare, if you return—
You might just touch… the flame you yearn.
Morning Star Jul 15
A Space to Be
for "Where Love Begins"

Where wildflowers whisper secrets to the breeze,
And broken hearts find silence in the trees,
I build a place untouched by cruel goodbyes—
A space to weep, to rise, to realise.

Here, shadows soften in the morning dew,
And every scar glows with a gentle hue.
No mask, no need to shape what others see—
Just soul and soil, and sky, and me.

I place my pain like stones in sacred rings,
Let ravens guard it with their midnight wings.
My tears are prayers that feed the thirsty ground—
They do not drown me now—they make me sound.

In this space, where stillness lets me bloom,
Love doesn't rush, nor ache to fill a room.
It comes like mist on dawn’s forgiving sea—
Not to possess, but to set free.

So if you find me here, worn but divine,
Know I am not yours—this heart is mine.
And if you ever loved me, let me be—
I finally found a space to just be me.


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Morning Star Jul 14
I was the magic you didn't understand


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The One You’ll Long For, Always

You thought I’d break,
fold into silence,
fade into the shadows
you left me standing in.

But I became light you can’t touch—
the kind that lingers in your bones.
Not loud, not begging—just there.
And you feel me when the world goes quiet.

I was never just someone you kissed.
I was warmth that melted your armour,
laughter that wrapped around your darkest parts,
a soul that saw straight through you—
and still chose you.

You told me you loved me,
but love doesn’t vanish like a ghost.
Love doesn’t lie.
Love doesn’t chase a body
when a heart is already home.

Now you chase another,
tell her the things you once whispered to me.
But does she know your favourite silence?
Does she make your world feel still and full
at the same time?

You will miss me—
not in fireworks,
but in slow-burning moments:
the song that plays in your car,
the look in a stranger’s eye,
the softness you can’t recreate.

I was kind.
I was wild.
I was magic you didn’t understand.

And even after you cut me open,
left me bleeding with questions,
I rose—stronger, brighter,
a woman you never truly saw.

But now you will.
In every almost.
In every ache.
In every woman who is not me.

And though you may reach again—
I won’t be waiting.
I became everything
you were too small to keep.


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Morning Star Jul 14
The One You'll Never Find Again

You walked away,
thinking I’d stay broken—
that I’d wilt quietly
in the space where you left me.

But I became sunlight.
I became storm.
I became the sound in your silence,
and the ache in your calm.

I was never just a girl you touched.
I was the rhythm your soul didn’t know it was dancing to.
The warmth in the cold you now lie beside.
The softness your hands still reach for in dreams.

You thought you’d find better.
But better doesn’t come wrapped in fire and grace.
Better doesn’t laugh like moonlight,
or love you in ways that reveal your own soul.

You will look for me
in bodies that never quite fit,
in eyes that shine but don’t see you,
in beds that smell like nothing at all.

I was rare.
I was real.
And I was yours.

But you couldn’t keep something
you never truly saw.

And now,
you will miss me
in the quietest ways—
when the world goes still,
and no one calls your name
like I did.


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Morning Star Jul 14
The Beauty You  never held

I was the quiet storm beneath your calm,
A whispered flame you feared to hold.
I loved you with a soul that shimmered—
Ancient, wild, and made of gold.

You chased illusions in the dark,
While stars bloomed softly under my skin.
The breathless woman you once touched
Held a universe you’ll never touch again.

You never saw me—you couldn’t see me.
Beauty like this blinds the shallow and untrue.
I was moonlight wrapped in laughter,
And you broke what was never meant for you.

I was pure—soft magic, woven light.
You wounded what was sacred, rare.
Only a cold and selfish heart
Could crush what angels placed with care.

Still, I loved you, past all reason,
Gave you fire, soul, and sky.
But you turned away from heaven’s gift,
Afraid to feel, afraid to try.

Now you chase another echo,
Fill her heart with hollow charms.
You never learned the depth of love,
Just how to wound with silent arms.

I let you near—I let you close,
Knowing shadows trailed your name.
I watched to see if you'd destroy me,
And you did—but I rose from the flame.

A joyful, radiant, wild-born soul—
You used me, then cast me aside.
But grace held me in her golden arms,
And whispered, “Child, you will not die.”

Another’s kindness lit my path,
He saw the truth you left unseen.
He held the pieces, kissed the cracks,
And showed me I was still a queen.

So now I stand—whole, divine,
Not broken, bitter, or ashamed.
You lost a spirit heaven-sent—
A love no lesser man could claim.

And now—
You can’t hurt me anymore.


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Morning Star Jul 14
The Beauty You never held

I was the quiet storm beneath your calm,
A whispered flame you never dared to hold.
I loved you with a soul that burned like fire—
A passion wild, fierce, and bold.

You chased illusions, empty dreams,
While galaxies of light danced within me.
The breathless woman you ever touched—
Soft as silk, with a strength you couldn’t see.

You never saw me, you couldn’t see me—
Beauty like this blinds weak, empty souls like yours.

I was so deeply in love with you,
But you hurt someone pure and rare—
A soul so bright, so full of life,
Destroyed by a heart too cold to care.

I gave you love like summer’s heat—
Raw, relentless, endlessly deep.
But you turned away, afraid to feel,
Letting go of a love you couldn’t keep.

While you’re out chasing another now,
Filling her heart with empty promises,
Hurting those who stood by you—
Only a selfish, cold heart could do.

I allowed you to hunt me down to hurt me,
I knew exactly what you were doing.
I kept on trying to see if you’d tear me apart—
But you were more cruel than I ever imagined.

A happy, funny, lovely girl—
You just used me and threw me away.

But I rose, unbroken, whole—
Found my truth, my strength, my soul.

Now you can’t hurt me anymore.
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