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s Willow Feb 2019
My condition, I could not awaken.
I craved the ill-started.
Insensitive, unable to love.
My heart was broken.
I send prayers to the departed.
You’re looking down from above.

The standing brought such sorrow.
What will it bring tomorrow?
Take thy condition from our my heart.
You gave e a head start.
I crave the standing and stricken logic
Of the illogical.
s Willow Feb 2019
Her heart beats
rhythmically.
To her she’s
exploding.
She’s with up
but unresponsive.
Her blank stare
shows something’s
Wrong
but she’s not saying what.
s Willow Feb 2019
Red rose
clenched
in the dragon
claw,
once was
white
before contact
with this gothic.
s Willow Feb 2019
You told me to take a break.
You told me to slow down.
You said everything would be okay.

I need to believe you.
I need to believe in you.

I wish I knew what you meant.
When you said ‘I love you’.
I know now that it was a lie.

You broke my heart.
You ending it all.

You said you didn’t want to continue again.
I feel myself ending
This is all your fault.

I hate you
I love you

You eft me
I needed you.
s Willow Jan 2019
The old crystal cript,
dead and bare trees
line the path of bones.
Doorways and windows
glow red
And
expelling Blue fire.
Dreams run.
Demons escape
and joins
the mortals.
s Willow Jan 2019
I saw the hurt,
the night killing the day,
and
the day kills the night.
An eternal battle.
The dark of dusk
and
The bright of dawn
distracted us
from our fears.
Our frears of
Love
Lost
Broken
and
Devastated.
I’ve seen the hurt.
s Willow Jan 2019
Alone in his room.
Late at night,
he’s collapsed in the corner.
Tears spider down his face.
The corruptive blade
makes contact.
It’s an addiction he can’t
crack.
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