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I thought only in prose
I could be whoever I wanted to be
How mistaken I was—here too!
I can be a thousand and one things
And you? Can you be who you are without art?
I doubt it
But if you show up before me painted in gold
I’ll believe
Yes, I’ll believe
The world is mad
Ariannah Aug 2
You gave me just enough to keep me hoping,
hoping that one day, all the allegations my mind has made about you wouldn't turn out to be true.
And so I waited,
I waited just enough to know that this is something I feel like I can't deal with anymore.
But I still stayed.
I stayed because no matter how many times I felt like my heart was broken into tiny pieces
I knew that you had the glue that would stick them back together.
And so I begged
I begged for the kind of love that should've come standard,
I begged for being someone's first choice
I begged..
just to feel loved.
But you held that glue in your hand high enough to make sure I could see it, but I couldn't reach it.
That hurt..
Because that's when I realized that maybe you didn't want me to have it
Maybe it was supposed to be a bait all along...
How you'd show me the slightest amount of love known to human kind and I would go head over heels for it,
How'd you'd make me believe that this time it's really a change, and this is actually getting better just for it to go back to how it was in less than a second..
I saw it all.. and I still decided it was enough to keep me hoping,
But now..?
Now I feel like I don't know what's morally right to do..
Like I have to choose between forgiving or just walking away
But instead, I'm sitting here questioning my inner self like I never wanted to hear an answer this badly before,
Do I keep hoping or do I choose myself and decide that what you showed me wasn't enough to make me stay..?
Today is filled with an unusual stillness,
With nary a breath of wind.
Perhaps now is a good time to rest.

I have solitude in my mind.
Today’s stillness has taken over
My entire being.
Thoughts vanish in an instant.

I sit here perfectly stock-still.
My immediate world
seems to be halted.

Please, let something move.
Everything feels so calm and placid.
I don’t want to feel lifeless.

Such extreme stillness,
Bordering on the edge of madness,
Am I slipping into insanity?

Will I pull myself out of
The periphery of lunacy
To step back into this
Mad, mad, mad world?
Feedback welcomed
Shane Jul 27
Each court crowns a fool
Some wear it too well
I danced for his rule
Now I rot in his cell

A fool for the plot
He praised me in jest
But dead men still dance
When denied their rest

So I wait for a storm
To darken the land
Till cracks start to form
Beneath his command

Till the famine-worn tread
With their torches held high
To harvest the crumbs
Of a banquet denied

They carry my pain
In the heat of their cry
For the crown and the chain
And a kingdom awry

My cell starts to moan
As the ramparts collapse
They tear through the stone
And free me at last

I walk through the blaze
As the palace combusts
They gave me a stage
Now revenge I shall ******

He begged for his life
With tears on his cheek
I offered my knife
And let silence speak

No need for a trial
His crimes were well known
So I asked with a smile
Who had the last laugh
Val Volar Jul 26
Sento il respiro denso,
Avido cerca aria.

Sento i Pensieri
Frenetici e convulsi,
Eccitare il mio ansito

Sento la mente fluttuare,
Dispoticamente velocizza
I miei fragili pensieri,
Quali come delicato vetro,
Cadono,
Frantumandosi,

Sento la luce
cercare spazio tra l’oscurità,
Raccoglie con ponderazione,
I cocci frantumati
del mio essere.

Sento il mio io egemone,
Concedermi la forza,
Frantumare con calma,
la mia malattia,
Riattare la mia essenza,
di essere Umana.
Navigating through a dark period, during a rehabilitation process, in search of light
Ariannah Jul 25
Watch my heart burn
All the lies you've thrown at me
Watch my heart burn
All the madness I could never set free

You say you're sorry
But your actions show you're not
Guess I should've never fallen in that trap
But I did only to give you the key
That would open the doors for you to
Watch my heart burn

On second place, a second thought,
I was always stuck in that spot...
As if I ever mattered,
All I had in me has scattered, just for you to
Watch my heart burn..
In a nutshell, meat and wings
and infinite other disturbing things
that rise and rule with iron fist
the little nest that crowns your kiss

Curse the summer, curse the tree
that swelled such nutshells patiently
gardener saw, gardener knew
even as those nutshells grew.
I was thinking about Syd Barrett.
Draumgaldr Jul 23
I walked this town with madness,
Where streets once full of gladness—
And I cried into the heavenly sky
That no sadness shall ever blow by
Upon this town of madness.

For all the churches and their bells
May ring warning about this hell,
But no bell can reach the drinking well
That drove this town to madness.

I turned around seeking that sound
That haunted every morrow—
That ripply wave that intertwines
And beckons us to sorrow.

I stood amidst this desolate town
That wore the well as its crown,
And every building knelt broken down
To hail the King of Madness.
Where warnings fail, the well still flows.
And the town, like its people, learns to kneel.
John Jul 23
What do you see
When you look at the mirror
Is it the pain and sorrow you have
Masked by a big smile and cheery attitude

Or is it your eyes that lost all life within them
And yet live on in delusion that
Things might get better

Is it your arms that have lost their strength
But have to carry your burden
That is filled with suffering and regret

Or is it your legs that can't walk anymore
But still run in an attempt
To get away from your mistakes

In the end, what do you see
When you look at the mirror
Is it the fact that the mirror is shattered
And is reflecting a broken version of yourself

Or is it the fact that
Even if the mirror was fixed
It would never fix...

The part of you that is already broken
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