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Kai Jul 2019
You are no longer by my side.
What should I do?
I'm dying inside because I'm longing to hold you.
If I wait, if I wait until the next season, will you be back?
What should I do?
There is no way for us to meet again, you are out of this world.
I'm breaking down.
What should I do?
I don't think I can ever smile again, never again.
But I'm happy with you in my dreams.
What should I do?
I'm wandering around all alone.
What should I do?
I can't get over you.
kain Jul 2019
Don't you dare
Think that the miles
Matter much
You're my
Cataclysmic
Landslide
And I'll
Never stop
Thinking of you
Your face
Will always
Be in dreams
And there's no time
That when I close
My eyes
You won't be
On my mind
Maybe it's a bit exaggerated, but not by much. I care about her so much. Her hell is so much like mine.
Sidara Jul 2019
Tomorrow always arrives
With its splendid shine
To make hearts feel alive
Filling them with its  eternal light

New days come for good hearts
For those who see the light
But not for those who steal it
As darkness  is all they have

But I don't want it to arrive
For me, tomorrow can't come
To brighten my life
As of it, I am done

Tomorrow can't come for me
For my empty heart to fill
My heart is not to be here
Rather underground with the filth

Dark is what my mind is
But my soul is not
A soul is what I miss
I don't want to know where is at
MisfitOfSociety Jul 2019
The world has stopped spinning.
God is going to toss a stone,
And it is going to change everything.
Change does not wait for anyone,
And it is not going to wait for you.
God is going to toss a stone,
Watch it crush your bones.

Feed us to the maggot queen.
We will carry her eggs,
And when they hatch,
They will eat the nest.
There will be nothing left

The beasts of the forests,
And the fowls of the air.
Shall devour us.

The ***** of the earth,
Shall be burnt in a devouring fire,
And swallowed up by the earth's crust.

There will be nothing left of us.

If we continue to live like this,
Then we are going to die like this!
elisabeth Jul 2019
Foolish
Really how did I not know
Every feeling I have towards you is a reflection of something within myself

Of course I don't trust you
I have nothing but doubt for myself
My own thoughts contradict one another
I'm afraid to be proud

I can't remember the last time I felt unabashedly proud
I can remember silently rejoicing straight faced after scoring a goal in a soccer game
Brushing off my teammates cheers and shouts

I can remember trying to let my friends know
I'm just a good test taker
That good grades don't equate to intelligence
Subtly depreciating my own source of pride

Too afraid to have ownership
Of any talent or skill
I'd rather halt progress than be granted attention
I'd rather lose all my skills than have superiors with high expectations

So you shouldn't expect me, really
To be capable of loving you
I'll give too much or too little
But I'll never quite be sure you really love me
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