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MD Mar 2014
The source of my unhappiness
Does not begin with the things
That have gone wrong in my life
It begins with my need for attention
My need for everything to go right
I swear you could give me the world
And I'd ask for the galaxy
MD Mar 2014
How can I be so quick
To try to end myself
When I'm scared of what will happen
After I see the last drop of daylight

An eternity
Six feet underground
I'm worried that I will be somewhere
Far away from my body
Watching as I decompose
Looking at my skeleton as worms crawl
Over the bones
The bones that were once mine

I want to stay alive
MD Mar 2014
You asked me why I'm sad
I wanted to explain to you
That we are all dying
Everyday I fall closer to the end point
That someday all the flowers that we love
And all the people that we love
Will be gone
All that will be left
Is you and your loneliness
An eternity
In a dark endless pit
I wanted to explain this to you
But I couldn't find the right string of words
To make you understand
MD Mar 2014
She was twelve years old
With a soul like heaven
And a mind like hell
She felt so ill
The devil and god
Were battling inside her body
She had nowhere to turn
If she was to pull the trigger
Put an end to the war inside
She would still end up seeing
Angels or hell
And quite frankly she was tired
It had been three nights since she last slept
The devil was tearing through her skin
God was killing her from within
The battle ended
The devil won
The heaven that was once her soul vanished
Hell has taken over her
MD Feb 2014
There are no more words
Left in this frame
Of a person

Lately
All I have heard
Is the loud roar
Of criticism
Coming from those
I care about most

I'm crooked
The stars that once blossomed
Inside me
Have turned to shards
Of wasted hopes
MD Feb 2014
You're a gentle rain
I'm the pavement
That you so delicately kiss
Your lips will spread
Your teeth will bite
In the most heavenly way
There is some kind of movement
Between us
A movement I've never felt
It's different now
I don't love her and
I'm trying to let you in
You are the fire
To my cold winter night
You don't know how much
I've longed for your smooth touch
MD Feb 2014
There's really nothing left to say
I wanted to fill every page with you
But you left before I could finish a paragraph
I spent years
Trying to finish the story
With you in every aspect
But I'm turning over the page
This love
Or whatever it was that we had
Is not a semicolon
There is nothing left to be written about you

I've found a new reason
To fill up the pages
Even if it's only
For a few chapters
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