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Aug 15 · 73
Entranced
Outlined by the bonfire                                                          ­              she danced in the moonlight                                                   Her  eyes  filled  with desire                                                           ­                  the color of pale blue apatite                                       ­                                    She looked right at him                                                              ­         as  he  smiled  up at her                                                              ­                                                                 ­                                                  She  twirled while humming                                                          ­              he  could sense her allure                                                           ­                The  flames cast shadows                                                          ­                        on  the trees and the sand                                                             ­ as  their  laughter echoed                                                           ­             she  reached for his hand                                                             ­               The  stars twinkled brightly                                                         ­              the  air full of romance                                                          ­               as  he  pulled  her in tightly                                                          ­              he  wanted to stay entranced
Aug 12 · 68
Love so Vain
Wilted  red roses left on the table                                                            ­       their heads  now  bowed  down in shame                                                  once  a symbol we were stable                                                           ­       in  our  love so vain
Depression is similar to a weighted blanket                                                          ­                                   enveloping you as tightly as straight jacket                                                           ­                                                      Restricting your  movements while  holding you close                                                            ­                                            under  the  pretense of comfort while impeding your growth
Aug 10 · 450
Cause and Effect
How do you plug up the ocean                                                            ­         once the flood gates are opened                                                           ­            How do you reverse the hands of time                                                         once you've already crossed the  line                                             Accomplished liar, mendacious mind                                                  Devil and demon both combined                                                         Somehow it finally caught up                                                                  or  maybe  I've finally had enough                                          Angry outbursts in attempts to control me                                            instead of talking and trying to hold me                                                      You  did this and you **** well know it                                                 That bridge is burned and that's the matches you're holdin'                         You couldn't get out of your own way                                                     That's  cause and effect that you're learning today
Aug 10 · 73
Chaotic Thoughts
I am stagnant, in slow motion                                                           ­        knee  deep in a blow painting of emotion                                                         There are chaotic thoughts abound                                                           ­my  minds  become a battleground
She was as fragile as a bird                                                             ­       broken  wing, song unheard                                                          ­    Mosaic pieces held  by scars                                                          she  was  once a shining star                                                             ­        She had a fine and delicate soul                                                             ­   leaving her open and vulnerable                                                       ­          She needed someone to understand                                                       ­      be  her protector and a gentleman                                                       Someone who  would shield her from pain                                         who  could teach her to love again                                                             Until  that day she will forever be                                                               ­    a  fragile bird in captivity
Aug 9 · 61
Your Jar of Hearts
Just to add insult to injury                                                           ­                        you're taking her where you took me                                                          telling everyone she is your girl                                                             ­     trying to shake up my broken world                                                            ­ Are you happy it's hurting me?                                                              ­         Does she know she'll be the next to be                                                                just another on the list you made                                                                       of those you use and degrade                                                          ­                   If it didn't look like jealousy,                                                        ­                    I'd forewarn her of your tendencies                                                       ­        She is just a pawn in your game                                                             ­  another victim with a different name                                                                  I hope she sees you for who you really are                                      before  you add her heart to your jar
Sometimes the beauty in the world makes me want to cry                                                                                                                   I  wear  my  heart  on  my sleeve, and I don't know why                                                              ­                                     There  are  times I have cried singing children's lullabies                                                        ­                                             I  have  to  get tougher,  I know, I  wish I could, I  try                                                           ­                                                My  heart breaks  for  everyone  else  but  not  for me                                                               ­                                                             I  put  the  brakes  on  any  lame  self-pitying parties                                                          ­                                                     But  my love could open and part the seas                                                             ­                                                    It  clears a wide path that has set others free
Aug 9 · 207
Mountains on Fire
Fall is here, leaves are changing                                                     mountains  on fire under the sunlight                                                         ­  As  I walk, I start praying                                                          ­       thanking  God for this beautiful sight                                                       The  cold crisp air is all around me                                                               ­    as I button my coat up tight                                                            ­                 I  am a  young child all over again                                              kicking  leaves  with adolescent delight
I absolutely love the fall, it's my favorite season.
Aug 8 · 215
Before, Then and Now
I gave you love that you didn't deserve                                                          ­   and you gave me nothing in return                                                            Like  a fool, I chose to believe                                                          ­     that  someday you, too would love me                                                  No  pressure here, I was always waiting                                                  doubting  the truth ,that you weren't full of hatred                                 You  said I made your life more comfortable                                             I  say you, made my life more miserable                                                   Like  a  dog, I stayed loyal to you                                                                 did  things no woman should be asked to                                                   I  have been your lifelong slave                                                               shackled to someone who never gave                                                         I  have been doing the impossible task                                                             ­     that has taken everything I have                                                             ­   I've  been tethered  and  bound by vows                                                      that  you have broken before, then and now                                              My  love and hate are equally felt                                                             ­ I play the hand that I 've been dealt                                                           My biggest hope and my only prayer                                                           ­  Is that this all ends sooner than later
Aug 7 · 59
From Beyond the Grave
Wayback when I was a teen                                                             ­    a phone  call cost a dime                                                             ­                    My  daddy had some mixed feelings                                                        about  my now husband at the time                                                        We were going out on our first date                                                      I  brought him in to meet my dad                                                                  Daddy   said  don't  stay out too late                                                       we  tried to get out of there fast                                                                          He  slipped a  dime in  my hand                                                             ­       said  you  call me if you need me                                                       at  the  time I didn't understand                                                       ­     Come  to find out he saw it all clearly                                                          ­   Years have come and have gone by                                                              I'm still with that man and I realize                                                         I've  given too much and over compromised                                              till I'm no longer someone I recognize                                                      My daddy passed a long time ago                                                                  but he still watches over me , I know                                                           because for years everywhere I go                                                             I'm  still finding dimes that say, "Hello"                                                 At  first I didn't think much of it                                                               ­        I'd put them in my pocket and forget                                                           ­     But that was merely the onset                                                            ­      I  have over fifty now, I am blessed                                                          ­      Every  time that I've needed him there                                                       To  feel his love, to feel someone cares                                                     I'll  stumble across one in an odd place                                                 and  his love brings a smile to my face
This is a true story. My Dad never liked my husband & never wanted us to marry, said he couldn't trust a man who couldn't look him in the eye. Wish I would have listened. When I first started finding dimes (never pennies, nickels, quarters, just dimes) I never put it together, until I was finding them, lots of them after we has serious arguments or I was really lost or very sad. I started saving them after a few years after his passing because it was getting too coincidental, then it started making sense. I moved into a new home in 2017 ,it was empty except a chair, with a dime on it, no kidding. I found one today, I have been contemplating some really tough life altering choices for a while now and am getting answers from him from beyond the grave, and Daddy, I am listening, I am listening.
Aug 6 · 742
Embracing Me
I've been doing some integrating                                                      ­         of  the parts I've lost contemplating                                             if  I  was  really worth saving                                                           ­                after  years of you being so debasing                                                         ­   I  had to fall before I could ascend                                                           ­      Had to disconnect to stop the pretense                                                 Endured  your painful smear campaigns                                                        ­ you  didn't have the sense to feel ashamed                                      Called  you out when you knew you lied                                             maintained  class when you rolled your eyes                                             I  never let you see you hurt me deeply                                               walked  away when you threw dirt at me                                                   You  act like you're surprised I'd leave                                               For  once I'm rejecting you and embracing me
You wanted me to lose myself in you                                                              ­      but  that was because you needed my strength too                                   Couldn't  stand on your own for too long                                                making up the rules as you dragged me along                                      Down  playing my sacrifices, my self-worth                                             making  sure  my life was hell on earth                                                            ­Then  you used that instilled insecurity                                                to  feed  your sense of grandiosity                                                      ­                 You  were an accomplished liar                                                             ­my  heart and soul under direct fire                                        but  luckily  you always treated me                                                               ­     like  I was nothing more than your Plan B                                                    To  be used and then discarded                                                        ­            your  love isn't for the fainthearted
Love with a narcissist. One sided, painful, unfulfilling.
I thought it was just me against you                                                              ­I  found out that that wasn't true                                                             ­ I  heard you've been gathering up the troops                                 that's  what a guilty party would do                                                               ­I  think I'll stand on my own, Thank You                                                           I  don't  have anything  to  prove                                              ­                You  must feel threatened by me                                                               ­   I  shake your sense of false security                                                         ­   You  have to talk **** to everybody                                                          while  I stand back cool and calmly                                                           ­     You  think that you have me scared                                                           ­  but  to do that I would have to care                                                       You  think you have shown me how strong you can be                                                               ­                                                but  instead you've shown me you're cowardly
Aug 3 · 50
The Fake Illusion
I woke up sad this morning                                                          ­                       after days of feeling blue                                                             ­       dark  clouds have been forming                                                          ­           keeping  me feeling subdued                                                          ­  I've  remained  in isolation                                                        ­                       to  try to  gather up my thoughts                                                         ­          or   to attempt a transformation                                                   ­     maybe   it  is all for naught                                                           ­            Either  way I need seclusion                                                        ­             behind  my wall I feel safe                                                             ­          Let  the  world see the illusion                                                         ­        even  though it is all fake
Some days are better than others.
You never said more than ten words to me                                                               ­                                                      and  that's just a **** tragedy                                                     ­                   You had a hard time showing your love                                                      made  me feel not good enough                                                           ­   You  never said I am proud of you                                                          so  I  stopped trying to prove  it to  you                                                          ­  You  ignored me most of my life                                                             ­      and that cut me like a knife                                                            ­       Old woman take a look at me                                                               ­   I'm  more than you'll ever be                                                               ­          Now I look at you with pity                                                             ­        I  didn't need you to validate me
You possessed the rare ability                                                          ­           to  encourage me to embrace my fragility                                                        ­ to help repair the cracks in me                                                               ­      with your love like kintsugi                                                         ­                        Hairline fractures filled with dusted gold                                               bringing  beauty back tenfold                                                          ­            every flaw an experience                                                       ­                                a reflection of my resilience
Japanese philosophy/ metaphor art
Jul 27 · 243
Storm In My Heart
It's been raining in my heart all day                                                              ­   storm  clouds gather, growing dark                                                  The  chances of the sun's bright rays                                                        are  looking completely stark                                                            ­       A  thick blanket of fog rolls in                                                               ­       followed by strikes of lightening                                                       ­      A  wave of emotional turbulence                                                       ­  the  storm in my heart's closing the distance
Jul 27 · 260
Too Little Too Late
Open up let me give you a taste                                                            ­               of the hell in my life  that you gave                                                             ­        always right there is no other way                                                              ­    just shut up and do  what you say                                                              ­  I  stood  up and you flinched at my strength                                                 I've pushed back and kept you at arm's length                                             You  hate that the tables have turned                                                            You  get  to  feel  what  it's like to be burned                                                   All the power and all of your hate                                                             ­      Is  something I no longer  tolerate                                                 ­ My  decisions aren't up for debate                                                           ­     You've  held me down for long enough                                                     Didn't realize it made me so tough                                                            ­ Thank you for being so rough                                                            ­             All  it did was build me up
Getting ready to get rid of the biggest mistake of my life.
Aww, your life isn't turning out like you want it to be                                                               ­                                                     so  here you are showing up hoping you could come to me                                                               ­                                                  thinking  that I could give you guidance or some sympathy                                                         ­                                                        even  after  the way you treated me so callously                                                        ­                                   Tears  in  your eyes and your all apologies                                                I  can  see  the manipulation so clearly                                                          ­  Funny,  not too long ago this would have worked                              but  now  any love I ever felt for you has been purged                                 The  *****  on you, to think that I would believe                                     in  anything you think you're going to achieve                                 I'm  going to push you away because I need to be                                  no  longer  there for you, but here for me
Jul 21 · 77
The War You Waged
While you were losing your **** mind                                                             ­                                                  I  was  picking up the pieces of mine                                                             ­  as  you were trying to hold me down,                                                           I  was standing on firmer ground                                                           ­ When you were busy shifting blame                                                                 I  was noticing who you became                                                           ­      I  had to step back to fully see                                                              ­              this person who stood before me                                                               ­      My  mind was clear, my heart unscathed                                                        ­ somehow  I escaped the war you waged                                            I  poured into you real love and truth                                                            ­      it ended up being too much for you                                                  so  you  did what you always do                                      project  blame  and  give attitude                                          You  thought  your silence would be                                                            a  fit punishment for me                                                               ­      but  instead it brought me peace                                                            ­      and  a whole lot of clarity                                                          ­                      I  grew up and you stayed the same                                                         and  it's where you will remain                                                           ­     sad,  bitter and lonely                                                           ­                        taking no accountability
Jul 21 · 56
Erased
You wiped your hand down my chalkboard                                         erasing pieces and bits of me                                                               ­   Leaving  partial pictures and words                                                            ­mixed  in with blurred memories                                                         ­      A smear of dust in white                                                            ­                        as  I go fading away                                                             ­                          disappearing from your life                                                             ­                      I was never meant to be in anyway
Jul 1 · 65
A Little Odd
I am a big fan of strange                                                          ­                  I don't  want people to ever change                                                           ­      I  love  it when they are weird                                                            ­       they  won't tell you  what you want to hear                                                 Quirky is beautiful to me                                                               ­       it  tells  me that they are free                                                             ­     Loners  attract me                                                               ­                             like flowers and honeybees                                                        ­   Their  emotions are intriguing                                                       ­             I wonder what they are thinking                                                         ­              Their  poems speak of individuality ,fate                                             of destiny and hate                                                             ­                          Like  two peas in the pod,                                                                        they  are  just like me , a little odd
I love quirky people, marching to the beat of a different drum, free spirited, not afraid to be their authentic selves, unapologetically.
Jul 1 · 121
The Fifth Dimension
Ladies and Gentlemen can I have your attention                                                        ­                                                  I  am  about to ascend to the fifth dimension                                                        ­                                                Me  and  the world all interconnected                                                   ­                My  whole life being redirected                                                       ­     Moving  in between possibilities                                                    ­       living  in alternate realities                                                        ­           In  a  state of pure tranquility                                                      ­              with  twenty twenty visibility                                                       ­                  I  am going to control my destiny                                                          ­      Live my life with brevity
Jul 1 · 94
Patience Brings Power
You have torn me up                                                               ­                  you  have torn me down                                                             ­              and  I have  had enough                                                           ­          of  this  merry-go-round                                       ­                      You  asked  for space                                                            ­               you  asked  for time                                                             ­                                  A  slap  in the face                                                             ­                                   you   used  it to  undermine                                                    ­                   But  patience  brings power                                                            ­             and  I 'm  coming into mine                                                             ­     Just  because  you yell louder                                                           ­                     doesn't  make you right
Jul 1 · 198
That Tiny Hug
It seemed like old times again                                                            ­       we  talked and let our hearts mend                                                          Just  to have time with you                                                              ­        was  what I needed from you                                                              ­        Every time that I've decided to                                                                throw  my hands up, you do you                                                              you  turn around and  you surprise me                                                           with  your kindness that I miss deeply                                               That  tiny hug before you left                                                             ­    reminded  me not to give up on you yet                                                              ­                                                              I  wish  we could go back to                                                               ­               a  relationship between me and you
Jun 29 · 81
You and Your Ego
I think me and you would have been okay                                                             ­                                                                 ­                         until  you  let  your  ego get in the way                                      Playing  two  against one just isn't fair,                                                            ­       I  can't  believe I got out of that webbed snare                                                            ­                                                     where everything was a challenge, up for  debate                                                      ­                                         It  made  all of  my resentment turn into hate                                                             ­                                            I'm  so  glad I made my great escape                                                           ­             give  you both time to get you stories straight
Jun 29 · 68
Beguiling
I bought an antique onyx ring                                                             ­            and something about it was beguiling                                                         from every inch of the etching                                                          ­       inlaid in its tarnished filigree                                                         ­                      It beckoned and kind of lured me                                                           holding me captive with its beauty                                                          As  soon as I held it in my hand                                                             ­        my  mind slowed down like falling sand                                                   surrounding  me  in  a dream like state                                                           I  saw the  previous owner, I saw her face                                               Within those few seconds for me                                            a  woman's  voice said, this was meant to be                                            That  I didn't pick it accidently                                                       ­              but  had always been a part of me                                                              I  looked inside and saw so clearly                                                          ­  my  initials engraved so mysteriously
I was at a farmer's market, and I asked to try on an antique silver and onyx ring in the case, one I have been looking for a while. I held it in my hand & heard the words, "not yours", in my head & put it back. I have always followed my intuition. Weird but true.
Jun 29 · 145
So Cold
You are emotionally vacant                                                           ­           there  is no life in your eyes                                                             ­   Even  from a slight distance                                                         ­     it's  something you can't disguise                                                       Like  a stone wall, so cold                                                             ­         you're  not even warm to the touch                                                        It's  like you're being controlled                                                       ­     and  it's  become way too much                                                             ­            No  tears, no smiles, no sighs                                                            ­       Is  there anyone home inside?
Jun 28 · 222
Summer Romance
The sun boasted of romance's it had seen                                                             ­                                                               during  the previous summers of love                                          For there  have been many a young teen                                                             ­                                                            who fit that description like a glove                                                            Shining down to sun-kiss  pale skin                                                             ­     like a fourth of July firecracker sparklin'                                                        ­   Heating  up the fires that burn within                                                      Summer romances on the horizon                                                          ­           The lazy days and the long nights                                                           ­  staying  out  late by the bonfire light                                                            ­ The magic of romance ,touching your life                                                Feel  the rush and come alive
I love summer love, most of us have had summer romances as teens. It's beautiful, confusing and the best thing ever.
Jun 28 · 63
Just Like Every Other
This is the ripple effect of your actions                                                  after  putting on a show like a circus attraction                                                       ­                                      starting  with in- fighting that scorches then burns                                                            ­                                                making sure we all get  to take a turn                                                             ­  under the guise of lessons we need to learn                                                    then  expecting forgiveness that isn't earned                                              Acting  like  you  have all the information                                                      to  judge and steer all the conversations                                                 So  sure your manipulation isn't seen                                                             ­  making sure your hands stay clean                                                            ­ Starting  gossip  ,spreading false rumors                                                              you  are just like every other abuser                                                           ­    It  took me a while, but I can see                                                              ­ you  are living in a ****** up reality                                                When  you die alone ,and you will be                                                               ­              exactly where you deserve to be
Jun 27 · 102
Karmic Storm
You are knee deep in your toxicity                                                         ­  hoping your hate will steep into me                                                               ­   Submerged  so far that you can't see                                                           that you are no longer affecting me                                                      As  much as it gives you pleasure                                                         ­    I'm  not cracking under your pressure                                                     Life's  lessons weren't made to break me                                             An  army of you couldn't shake me                                                         So  brace yourself for your karmic storm                                                             that's  been churning in you since you were born
Jun 27 · 51
A Fly in My Ointment
I thought that you were hard to read                                                             ­   I thought I misunderstood your energy                                                              I had hoped you were my twin flame                                                          now I see I am a pawn in your game                                                          I  almost wish I never saw the truth in you                                                but  the receipts of deceit are written all over you                                                              ­                                               The  only thing that has been consistent                                                       ­    is  the lack of a real commitment                                                       ­              I've  been doing some checks and balances                                                         ­                                                     as you've become a mountain of challenges                                                       ­                                          You  only continue to be a disappointment                                                   ­                     a  pest, a flea, a fly in my ointment
Jun 26 · 507
Dark Night of The Soul
So, you're finally seeing the truth,                                                           ­         more aware of what's happening with you                                                      You don't have to dress up the hurt,                                                            ­    or rub your wounds with salt or dirt                                                            I've seen you in confusion and despair,                                                feeling like you can't be repaired                                                                  Seek spiritual purification                                                     ­                            not more time in isolation                                                        ­                    find  your purpose and redefine it                                                             center yourself, then seek refinement                                                       ­            This is the dark night of your soul                                                         face yourself or be swallowed whole
Jun 26 · 78
Outgrow You
You've changed so much, I don't recognize you                                                              ­                                                          We're  so out of touch, maybe I changed, not you                                                              ­                                                            You don't want me to grow, you know it's true                                                             ­                                                           but I already know you don't want me to outgrow you
Jun 25 · 72
Tarnished
In my efforts to escape your issues,                                                          I'm  left tarnished with the residue                                                          ­                 I gathered up any grace I could salvage                                                       before my heart became more ravaged                                                          ­ I  would rather be humbled than crumbled                                                         ­                                            from  all of the weight of your struggles
Jun 25 · 313
Your Garden Of Pain
Nothing can grow in the darkness                                                         ­            and that's why you've become so heartless                                                        ­                                             In  hibernation licking wounds of rejection                                       unable  to face your mirrored reflection                                               You've  planted poison ivy in your garden of pain                                                             ­                                           that  flourished turning the vines into chains                                now  you've grown with roots so deep                                                           unable to sow, unable to reap
Jun 24 · 132
Your Selfish Intentions
When you disrespected our connection,                                                    I  took my love in another direction                                                   Leaving  you lost in your confusion,                                                       ­  left  you to drown in your delusions                                                        ­         I  did my best to remain  positive,                                                ­    despite you creating  a false narrative                                                        ­ Trying to make others see your side,                                                     while  operating from  a sense of pride                                             I  compromised all of my values,                                                          ­     while  you left me to be without  you                                                      planning that in my despair,                                                         ­                        I'd run to you hoping you still cared                                                            ­        You did your best to keep me down,                                                            ­ but now you're looking like the clown                                                     because  of your warped bid for attention                                                        ­               you broke us with your  selfish intentions
Jun 24 · 86
Life's Burns
I guess we have both taken turns                                                            ­ dealing  with and receiving life's burns                                                           but there are some that have with no excuse                                            you've broken me with your abuse                                                                 An easy target, I was so insecure                                                         ­              I'd had more heartache than I could endure                                                       I thought I had found a soulmate in you                                                 not  someone who'd break my heart in two                                              Even though  it was never earned                                                           ­ I  received another scar from life's burns
Jun 22 · 81
On This Perfect Night
The breeze is blowing gently                                                           ­          moving the grapes on the vines                                                            ­           The moon is shining brightly                                                         ­                    as you put your hand in mine                                                             ­             the  fireflies surround us                                                               ­              with  neon yellow lights                                                           ­                     and  I can't get enough of  you                                                          ­                on  this perfect night                                                            ­                         The  sweet smell of honeysuckle                                                      ­  lingers  in the warm night air                                                              ­              I  can feel my knees buckle                                                           ­         under the weight of your stare                                                            ­ The  crickets are trilling                                                         ­                          just for you and I                                                                ­                               My heart is beating wildly                                                           ­                 on  this perfect night
Jun 22 · 99
Weathered
In the ocean of life, I'm caught up in the waves                                        and they come crashing down on me every day                                                              ­                                                         Sometimes I can swim with it and stay above                                                            ­                                                       all  of the negativity it's made of                                                               ­    There  are the days where I almost drown,                                                           ­                                          everything in life is weighing me down                                                             ­                                                      I  reach for my life line, reach for hope,                                                            ­   but there's no one there at the end of the rope                                            Weather beaten tired and torn                                                             ­                 I am caught up in life's storm
In the heat of the moment, you want to break their heart                                                            ­                                                             Every word said is meant to break their heart                                                            ­                                                         Words are thrown like knives, aimed at their self-esteem                                                      ­                                                                A fight for who's right ,a dramatic scene                                                            ­                                                          Tempers  are boiling, about to reach its peak                                                             ­                                                           tears spill down hot flushed cheeks                                                           ­        A free for all to win ,if it hurts you lose                                                         take all that pain within and tighten the noose                                                  While all this goes down, your hatred's running free                                and  you forget that what goes around comes  back times three
Jun 22 · 286
The Devil Is Happy Today
Going through hell and it's going through me,                                                              ­                                                        afraid  to go on or stop completely                                                       ­   I trudge through this place, pain etched on my face                           The  devil is happy today                                                            ­                Want  to end it all and I want it all to end                                                              ­                                                               No  one to turn to, no loyal friends                                                          ­            I am going to break, I can no longer bend                                                             ­                                                  The  devil is happy today                                                            ­                  I  have depression, depression has me                                                               like a black cloud with no silver lining                                                           ­    taking me in ,all-encompassing                                                ­                      The devil is happy today                                                            ­                           I look in the mirror and hate who I see ,                                                             someone I don't recognize as me                                                               ­       I have no purpose, I'm a tragedy                                                          ­            The devil is happy today
I wrote this 2012 after a serious bout of depression, I am much healthier now & very thankful. To all those who are still suffering, I get it. Hang in there.
After all the pain and suffering                                                        ­                  you happily put me through,                                                         ­             I  want to be accommodating                                                    ­            and  give some back to you                                                              ­          When  I cried you laughed and mocked me                                        and  then you walked away                                                             ­              Now, it's time for you to see                                                              ­             how I'm going to make you pay                                                              ­  Lately  you're saying you're sorry,                                                           ­  you  are all apologies                                                                                  but that doesn't fix how you scarred me,                                                you're a mistake I won't repeat                                                           ­               All in all I'm glad you're hurting                                                          ­               I couldn't be more  pleased                                                    ­                       Especially  when you start blurting                                                         ­                        how  you've only ever loved me
Jun 22 · 67
Showcase
A handful of wildflowers                                                      ­                picked for you by me                                                               ­                   in  the colors of rainbows                                                         ­                showcasing natures beauty                                                           ­   with   scents so fragrant                                                         ­                enhanced by the sunlight                                                         ­                  it  fills the air with magic                                                            ­                       and fills me with pure delight
Jun 22 · 168
Quieter Than a Shout
Emotions on paper,                                                           ­                                 letting  it all out                                                          ­                                   Just  like a falling tear,                                                            ­                                  it's quieter than a shout                                                            ­       Raining  and raging,                                                          ­                        get  out of my head                                                             ­                                    There  is no caging,                                                          ­                                    this hunger needs fed                                                              ­                     Freeing and cleansing,                                                       ­                              washing it all away                                                             ­                              This is never ending,                                                          ­                                    a ritual I do every day                                                              ­                   Scribbling  in pencil,                                                          ­                           I'm  pressured to get it out                                                              ­           I know it's only mental,                                                          ­                        but quieter than a shout
Jun 22 · 57
Life's Twisted Game
Self-medicating, trying not to feel                                                             ­finding life difficult and unable to deal                                                Searching for something that appeals                                                          ­disappointed  when nothing is revealed                                                      Closing my eyes, I stomach the pain                                                          resentment and anger takes over my brain                                                    Go and ask anybody ,they'll say the same                                                             ­                                                          we are all just pawns in life's twisted game                                                     We go through the motions ,a smile on our face                                                             ­                                                            pretending like life hasn't lost it taste
Jun 21 · 260
Wounds Of Wisdom
You set my whole world ablaze                                                           ­         just  so you could have your way                                                              ­        Burned a path right through me                                                              leaving me scorched in deceit                                                           ­         Threw stagnant water on the pain                                                             ­      while treating me with disdain                                                          ­             The tyrant king of his kingdom                                                          ­                 I bear the wounds of your wisdom                                                           ­     Fragments  of me shattered easily                                                           ­          with a  forced smile ,I'd agree                                                            ­          anything just to keep the peace                                                            ­          and it was killing me, crushing me                                                                    It took this new version of me                                                               ­           to really see I was out of your league
Jun 18 · 60
The Power Inside Me
I used to be afraid that you would leave                                                            ­                                               but  now it is a sense of relief                                                           ­                I  spent so much of my energy                                                           ­    trying  to be what you wanted me to be                                                   I  found out after you'd gone                                                             ­            you weren't  anyone I could count on                                                               ­    If  nothing else it made me strong                                                           ­ because  I always had been doing it alone                                                   I  realize that my true happiness                                                        ­         is  up to me and not anyone else                                                             ­            who  I am and who I want to be                                                               comes  from the power that's inside of me
Jun 18 · 108
To Live
Here are the wings you need to take flight                                                           ­                                                     Guard your heart like you do your life                                                             ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­ Say your prayers, thank God every night                                                          Let your love shine, it's your light                                                            ­           A smile is the first thing people see                                                              ­ Live your life free and happily                                                          ­  Treat others like you'd like to be                                                               Don't just look around but truly see                                                              ­  Live each day like it's your last                                                             ­           Live in the present, not in the past
Just a few things that I have learned as I have gotten older.
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