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You wrote your name in invisible ink,
For you were so afraid of what he might think.
But the scars he left, they were loud and clear,
Weren't they? weren't they?

When it's too much to bare, memories erase.
A disappearing act, deserving of our thanks.
When it surfaces, just hold your breath
And sink. Just, sink.

You begged and begged for some kind of change:
Maybe they'd wake up tomorrow and regret the pain
That they've passed down to you like DNA,
But no luck, no luck.

It seems only by the hand of God or death,
Will they truly change their silhouettes.
For a miracle or a consequence,
You wait and wait
And wait
And wait....

… maybe distance is the only cure?
Far away from hurt is where healing occurs.
Or maybe it's where the catastrophe collapses.
But all you really want to do is make them proud,
Don't you? don't you?

It must be so hard, in the mess you're always cleaning up,
To believe in the ghost of a broken love.
But i promise you,
you are right
she's loved
she's loved.
a lyrics of Silhouettes by Sleeping at Last which i changed a bit here and there.
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why do i continue writing when absolutely no one is listening to me?
 Oct 2016 KathleenAMaloney
Anine
When I first saw you,
I don't know what to do.
It feels like it was a scene from a movie-
with a perfect song playing in my earphones.

You approached me and said my name.
Once again I was speechless.
But before I could even reply,
you smiled and turned back to your friends.

I know my feelings were true
but I need to know yours too.
So i went alone to you;
I expressed all my hidden feelings-
and found out the truth.

The truth.
The truth that made me feel like an idiot.
The truth that I can't believe.
The truth that made me woke up from my fantasies.

Your heart told me.
My eyes saw it.
You were together.
My face might expressed my laughter-
but you cant see any deeper.

Now liking you doesn't exist in me.
I wasted so much time daydreaming.
Realized that I'm not really meant for you.
Started to pick myself up in this reality.

I never got an answer.
It means I was neither accepted- nor rejected.
Friends was in between though.
But it's okay to leave it like that.
Since your heart told me, my eyes saw it.
Not sure if its still  poem xD
there is a
need
within us all
to find
our little place
in the world;
to find
what or who
we are

to fit
to find
to be

loved

to find
a peace
within
...
peace
with all that we
were
all that we
are
all that we will
become
...
and the longer
the need to know
whispers in my ear
"are we there yet?"

the more i have come
to realise
it doesn't have to be
one place
one person
one moment
in time
that is mine

because peace
makes itself
manifest

when we
simply give
of ourselves

to every one
every
where

all ways
DOING

WHAT

YOU  

LIKE

IS

FREEDOM,

LIKING

SAME

IS

HAPPINESS !!
IT'S

EASY

TO

STAND

IN

THE

CROWD

BUT

IT

TAKES

COURAGE

T­O

STAND

ALONE !!                                         M. K.GANDHI
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