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nate k Aug 2014
i wish to kiss her wrists
just like the blades once did;
replace those scars with wisps
of hope life once forbid
(c) nate k. 2014
for lucy.
Twinkle Jul 2014
Wash my soul Oh beautiful spring!
Wash it away of its stains
How I long and wish to be made clean
and how I wish to be sane

For Thou art purity and
For in you is tranquillity
For in you is my peace of mind.

Wash my soul Oh beautiful spring
Wash it away of its stains
Lord I know not what to say
and the only way I know,
is YOUR Way of Life.

I look to you with eyes thirsting
That you should know me this deep!
More than human, more than evil
Two sides of the same coin, I can be.

How far I walked away from the one who did care.
and wandered beyond darkened shores.
Where only grief and despair would claw against my soul.
A dead end, a drop and not a hope for sure.

I immerse my brokenness in your sway
and confess my grief so deep.
Oh cover me with your tender love
and help me to sleep.

Oh how, deeply I mourn this separation
What did I do! that I should not have done?
And you ne’r a word did say
Only looking at me with soulful eyes
To say “I do care”.

But once in your embrace Oh Life
Not a care shall worry me.
For my past behind you make me leave
and give me the treat of a Life.
I float in your magical embrace
and lifted high I rejoice

I had once blocked your love through sin
And you swept away my shame.
Now flow through me Oh Living Waters
and wash me in your wave
For I shall be made all clean
and you shall wash away my stains.

You give me a chance to renew and replenish
and with your love you set me anew.
Oh radiate in me Live Living Waters
For your love, to shine through me

A life so clean and washed and blessed
I shall find in your deepest crest.
When made clean by the spring of life
I shall come to rest at shores divine.
I wandered far away from the ONE who really loves me, My Lord and Savior JESUS. Want to be washed with his forgiveness and Love.
Allison Jul 2014
You have to let go of the negative influences in your life before you wish things positive.
You have to wash away the dirt before you wish to be clean.
You have to let go of the last chapter in order to make a new one.
You have to rub your eyes in order to see clearly.
You have to have rain before you see a rainbow.
You have to breathe in order to live.
You have to love yourself before you can love someone else.
nichole r Jun 2014
my words are a way to scrape my insides
and bleach them clean
without the foul odors.
NLB Jun 2014
it's evening on a slightly sunny day,
not my favourite weather - i prefer rain and thunder and lightning,
that matches how i feel better.

i didn't manage to sleep much last night,
the badness was running through my veins and wouldn't allow me to relax,
the urge to run and run but nowhere to go,
nowhere's far enough to escape yourself.

i'm being punished - although i'm not sure what for,
although it may not seem like it i try my best to cope,
i really do,
but it's just all too much.

if i can't run i'll disconnect in any way i can,
smoke,
drink,
smoke,
drink,
smoke.

my body has been clean for two days now but everything feels dirtier and duller than ever.

*n.l.b
Marlo Jun 2014
I do not have a ****** heart..
It's been ****** with,
And torn apart..
My heart is a *******,
Getting payed with love-filled lies.
My ****** body isn't yet caught up.
I gave all that was inside of me,
Trying to protect what I was born with,
My cleanliness, my virginity,
My purity..
My ****** body is white, pure, clean.
But my heart is black, broken, dead..
Waiting to be revived.
So please, revive my heart..
But don't take my body..
. *** .
i s a b e l l a Jun 2014
Water usually represents cleansing;

a new beginning.

But how can it represent that when

boats are sinking,

kids are drowning,

waves are growing?

How can water cleanse the mind

of someone who is anchored to

the bottom of the ocean?
Missy Wilson Jun 2014
When days go by and I don't get any of that magic stick
I start to feel just a little bit sick
For you to leave my sheets clean
Borders on unthinkably mean
Once a week used to be enough for me
But after I met you, I started craving your touch constantly
Your lips on my neck
Your tounge wondering below deck
The thrill of your ******
Quickly becoming a pleaseurable must
Didn't you know that this milk was a package deal, along with the cow,
Great news, huh, wow
JWolfeB Jun 2014
If we keep spilling
our hearts--

often enough,

someone is bound
to mop it up--
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