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Adam Mott Apr 2015
Great letters sprawled out
Upon the sky they lay
Cold and small
Hypocritical in description and nature
Awaiting times of heroes and danger
With rhythm and without

The long echoing halls of time ponder their shouts
Beneath the sea where the creatures hunt
Above the mountains and giant's guts
Through the very core of the earth
Above the lover's hearth

With a flash of blinking light an epic journey begins
Handed to parents in garb of red and shine
With a snip you are free
Free to go
To make mistakes and learn things which you yourself think it worth to know

Little hands grasping your guardians
Growing, learning, as the world sets about wearing you thin
Paths opening and spiraling out
Leading to new horizons of joy and doubt
Heartbreak, big and small

With your pup you sing
"Goodbye toys, goodbye ball"
"Goodbye childhood, goodbye home"
Before you know it you have done your best to let go,
All on your own
Nothing to your name but memories and hope

School and work, the risks you take
If you are strong, a life you will make
With vigor and fury could you find and ask a person to stay?
Married and happy, kids on the way
A dog, a house, a mortgage to pay
Ambitiously vague, forever wishing to live in these days

The kids follow your path, tried and true
Growing and singing,
"Goodbye toy, goodbye ball"
"Goodbye parents, goodbye familiar halls"
"Talk to you later Ma and Pa"
Off they go, to the great unknown
And without time at all
"Return
A family of their own

For golden years you and yours will bask in life
Christmas, Easter, Halloween too
Florida when it's cold, Home when it is not
Restrictions of funds lessened and gone
Your body now frail and old
Savoring each laugh, remembering each transition
Summer to Fall
Warm and dear, you cling to it all


And one day, with that same flashing light you will go out,
Transported someplace new
For a journey without the mortal coil which once confined you
A new unknown to sing about
Sabrina Apr 2015
A bit for someone here
A bit there
And sometimes they don't add up to anythhing whole
But you are so busy dancing
Delivering
You don't have time to notice
Or are afraid to notice
And then one day you have to look
And its true
All of your pieces fill up other peoples holes
But they don't fill
Your own...
N0thing Mar 2015
They always say, 'it'll be okay'
They never say, 'We know it isn't okay'

They always say, 'it'll be worth it'
They never say, 'We know it isn't'

They always say, 'Life goes on'
They never say, 'Life always ends'

They always say what they think we want to hear
But they never say what we need to hear
Alias Mar 2015
Little did they how important they were,
How much they were needed,
How lost I am without,
How alone I am.
Little did they know,
Little did they understand,

Little.
Ramsha Ahmed Feb 2015
And I don't know how many days have passed since the moment I started wondering about the tempest that came with the realization of existence.
And I don't know how many hours of those days I wondered about whether I was the spawn being played on the chessboard, or whether I was the knight that was eliminated.
And I don't know how many minutes of those hours I spent burning myself with the matchstick that would soon be incinerated like the string of emotions within me, nor do I know of whether I am the pheonix, or whether I am merely its ashes that were washed away with the rain. And I do not know how many seconds of those minutes I sought refuge in, nor have I paid any heed to the spasms that overtook me on the bridges in the photographs of the yesterdays. And I know not of how many lives I led in those seconds. And in those minutes, my memory fades unto, and in those hours, I write the stories, and in those days, I throw the paints onto the streets, so that they flow through the nooks and crannies and spread a few colours that I knew not of, for all I really knew was that my insomnia visited me when I missed you the most.
Is this what insomnia feels like?
Holly Feb 2015
I wonder if
Teachers ever realize
That some of
The students sitting
In their class
Have serious
Mental  Illnesses
And are collapsing
Under pressure they
Put on them.
DC raw love Dec 2014
8W
Do unto others
As they have ****** you
Simple to the point
Just Melz Dec 2014
They walked
hand in hand
Guided by truth
And a neon sign
One gloriously overjoyed
The other done with life
You see...
He chose another
And she chose a knife
Yet, fingers locked
They walked
Together
Towards the bright light
No destination in sight
Just faith
One considered fate
The other thinking it's too late
Talking, laughing
Crying, begging
To the end of time
One looking forward to
The other trying to decide
As they talked
Hearts interlocked
Together
Hand in Hand
*
They Walked
Hooflip Nov 2014
You can tell them what they wanna hear
Or tell them how it is
You can smile through their struggle
Or struggle to help them win
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