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Most nights, I cant wait to fall asleep.... Every morning its so hard to get up.  The sun shines through the window , as I smell the coffee being made..
The smell of that cigarette being lit, ..
I know I'm alive ..
But I still feel so dead.
When the sun shines through the window, I smile all the time ..
Its beautiful to me .. And when it hits my eyes, they look so much brighter and prettier ....
I roll over and yarn .. I streach and try to make my way out the bed. .
Instead, I rest.
The coffee is very soothing.. & even though I know deep down inside I'm lost and broken ...
That sun shining through the window , leaves me open.
In the beginning it was all so simple ... Then you started messing with my mental... What is with you ?
When you are gone , you do everything to make me miss you ...
Oh, how I wanna kiss you ..even when I'm mad.
Your kisses were always so sweet. Your touch was always so gentle ... Lately, your touch feels different. Why ? I don't know .. Your here but your mind is elsewhere .. I lay on your chest, and your heart is not beating the same ...things is changing. Is it you within? Or is it me ? Did i do something ? Is this still something ? You are still the one for me.
Am I even an option to keep , for you? I know all you been through .. You get scared. Cant take that out on me ..I told you , You can count on me.
In the beginning it was so simple ... If you still with me , Im with you !
Metaphor - Statement that pretends one things is really something else.

Simile - Statement where you say an object is similar to the other.
( like or as )

Concrete words - Describe things people experience with senses

Abstract words - refer to concepts or feeling
I am as strange as a purple orchid. Though I love people, there is a deep need to retreat into my own world, to think, and dream without the intrusion of outsiders. Sometimes I feel bad about it, right now I just want to be left alone.
Nature's code
No rosetta stone.

The blind men
The elephant.

In the mirror
I see your face,
you standing there,
depending on the lighting,
the mood of the day,
Aspects
I'm sure,
But knowing you?

While macro systems
control the tides
We're like sea grass growing
from the rocks
bombarded by the
waves
automatically
springing back up

There's probably
a pathway back
to when the meek
inherited the earth
and
bequeathed it

If we can ever figure it out again.

From darkness to darkness
it's a purple puzzle
mystery

All we're left with is,
Goodnight
Sweet dreams
Sleep tight.
What happened to me?
I think I lost my integrity
Maybe it carelessly fell out of my pocket like the train ticket I lost last night
Perhaps it slowly dripped away
Along the grey pavements above grey skies on grey days filled with dread and grey-blues
I possessed such morality
Or was it naivety?
It was probably naivety
Back then it was all black and white
All right and wrong
Then adulthood came along
My tastebuds adapted with my mind
I now enjoy olives and red wine
I now see more clearly
Black and white doesn’t always come freely
One droplet of your passion fell on to my tongue
I tasted the purest euphoria that was ever sung
Unattainable, yet somehow I attained, what I had hoped and prayed
Contained in the simplicity of a drop
Reached snowy peaks of perfection
Flowed through valiant valleys of smooth destruction
That not only altered my mind, but my entire body came alive
You connected me to you, to the earth and to the sun
Where you, me and the universe instinctively became one
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