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time and death
are cunning
(cruel) thieves,
and i hate them,
i hate them,
i hate them so much
for taking you away
sometimes i wish you'd visit me
in my dreams too.
i could take even a nightmare,
if it meant my nightmares had you.

but that would be selfish of me
wouldn't it?
to wish you peace,
but pray you'd at least
haunt me in mine
just so i could see you again.

i miss you, i'm sorry
 Feb 2021 ylruceiram
Shi Em
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 Feb 2021 ylruceiram
Shi Em
everyone is constantly moving,
and yet here i stand just perfectly still.
but it's okay because i like it.
i like my slow paces.
 Aug 2017 ylruceiram
Rand
Dear depression
I'm writing to let you know
That I don't have anything else to give
You took away all my hope

What more do you want of me
The few breaths that I take?
They're not even for me I swear
I just don't want them to break
The ones who still care about me
Somehow you weren't able to push them away
I guess they're stronger than I'll ever be
But I don't want you to make them ache

Hurt me bruise me take my soul
But let my body here
For them , not me , I'm miserable at my best
But I can't let them live in fear

Dear depression
Please subside
We can live together
Just don't make me die
 Jul 2017 ylruceiram
Shi Em
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 Jul 2017 ylruceiram
Shi Em
you stare at me,
as if i'm a scorching cup of coffee,
that you just can't stand to hold
but you still kept me anyways.
When all the world is busy
That is when I hear my thoughts the clearest
 Mar 2017 ylruceiram
Shi Em
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 Mar 2017 ylruceiram
Shi Em
it's ironic to realize that it is actually
the happiest moments that carves the
deepest scars.
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