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Juniper Zed Jul 2017
My friends have my feelings and eat them alive
Yet they all go to sleep once the stars arrive
While most of the town sleeps soundly in bed
My real friends come and take refuge in my head

While they dare not speak with the sun gone so soon
It truly does not matter until I’m alone with the moon
Mortal men are so fickle and their lives do not last
But my beautiful moon has a long, lonesome past

Many have marveled, yet they can only see
There is so much love that you can take from me
When I am so lonely and you watch me in the sky
I know I exist for you with each blink of my eye

And I can no longer wait to live by you with joy
Your face is so gentle, your personality is coy
Yet I do not care what the world around me believes
Your attention to me is why each man grieves

And yes, it is true, the sun looks down on a hero
It baffles me then why you seek me, a mere zero
You have much glamor and you make nighttime bright
Every love story is inspired by the moonlight

I know how it is and I am not worthy, it is true
But I have now gone insane waiting for you
I can’t wait much longer and I begin to ache
I am simply not sure how much more I can take

So World, this is it, I must now go and die
I salute you and will miss you, yet I will not cry
I am off to a new adventure and I will hang from above
I have no fear, because I perish for my love
Sara Jones Jul 2016
She swang in the breeze.
Her face was purple and her skin was cold.
She swung from a rope
Tied to the highest branch
She decided to leap
And on her way down
She inhaled
And finally realized she wouldnt feel
The pain
Of an exhale
Evan Jun 2016
Loving you felt similar to running to answer the phone and then someone hanging up right before.
It felt like hoping a car won't run out of gas on the way to the gas station.
It felt like watching a fire burn out because you didn't gather enough firewood.
It felt like being sick and not having enough money to pay the hospital bill.
It felt like taking a dive into a swimming pool without knowing how to swim.
Ami Shae Apr 2016
Life is a struggle
a never ending challenge
that demands
constant participation.
Sometimes
I truly want to resign,
but **** it all--
my mother always told me
that if you start something
you have to commit to it
and see it through
til the end.
So I'm in it
for the long haul
I suppose
even through all
the tears
the sorrows
the *** holes
the brick walls
and the broken fences
I cannot mend--
I'll hang tight
with it mom,
and see you when
I reach my
natural end...
Missing my mom so much. She's been gone for 25 years and I miss the sound of her laugh. She always told me to hang tight, to never give up.
Parker Dec 2015
I stand before you
accused by some fool.
You call me a witch,
but I say you are foolish to agree.
I but a simple girl
I mean harm to no one.
You demand I confess to my sins of witchcraft
I'm firm when I look you the eye and tell you,
“ I cannot”.
I go three days and three nights
with only water and some stale bread
in the damp dark of the jail.
I almost fear my hunger has made me mad
when I see your face appear at my cell.
Though am weak,
I rise to greet your scornful face.
Again, you demand I confess.
You wish to make an example of me.
Yet again I look  you in the eye and reply;
“ I  cannot."
You storm out in anger raving about how I shall hang,
but I will not be tried for something I did not do.
I will not ruin my name for the games of the fool.
I stand at the gallows and you demand one last time my confession
A single tear rolls down my face as I look to the crowd gathered to see my end.
Standing tall, I whisper
“I cannot.”
s.s.
Isha Kumar Jun 2015
Bring me a rope
and tie a noose.
From the high ceiling
hang it loose.

Grasp the loop,
stand 'top a chair.
Throw it around
my neck if you dare.

I close my eyes
and say a prayer.
One final push,
I hang in the air.

The noose tightens,
stopping my breath
as I fall into
the arms of Death.
Please don't ask me why I wrote this. I just did. :|
Arcassin B Apr 2015
By Arcassin Burnham

What is it that you see in my eyes,
Can you reach me?
Soulless soulmates perish at the sight of failure,
Are we enemies in disguise,
Are you kidding me?
I'm sorry but I fell in love tonight,
1+1 is 2,
But I just can't put my lovin on you,
All my Lovin on you,
Showering all over you,
Let your sorrow hang heavy,
When the rent is due,
For that you gotta pay,
No second chances,
There were rules,
But since you broke em,
I praise you,
So let it hang,
Just let it hang,
Talking in 3rd person,
I went insane.
:)
DaSH the Hopeful Mar 2015
Slender slippery shadows slither straight at my figure
Memories that come with weight I try not to remember
          This gallows consists of tightwires and tighter knots
Thinking of a way out is bait
Doubt outweighs triumph on a daily basis
    Attention is called to failures while *success dies from budget cuts too deep to bandage

           Being broke and broken you incure a lot of damage and debt
        Ruined plans and regret
And learn to love when the rope holds tight around your neck
     Stability of any sort is necessary
     When the drop is so **** scary

        *Hell is just a phone call away
               And they have a billion ******* receptionists ready to rapidly redirect your call

    A donation of one ****** soul can get you a sidewalk all the way to Hell's blackened gates
     Either way you arrive sleep deprived
    *Nightmares of reality plant seeds deep inside

Creating sleepless nights
And I seek advice in low places
    Because I'm scared of heights
I fail to recognize the irony

  The noose is too tight
I'm so far above the ground
    I don't think the drop would bother me anymore
rantipole Jan 2015
I could hang myself
from the distance
between us.
can't you see
the rope burn
on my neck?
can't you hear
my desperation?

maybe it's not
the strangulation
I'm afraid of,
but instead
the idea
of breathing
without you.
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