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 May 12 Stardust
Nostalgia
Why did you leave me?
Why did I leave you?
We were both tired.
Half-hearted jokes never would fix the cracks between us.
Small imperfections and biased opinions.
This was never going to work out.
We both knew that.
 May 12 Stardust
Nostalgia
A question that has so many answers.
A question that may be too difficult to answer.
But the answer is always “yes.” or “no.”
Never that “maybe.” That’s only in your head.
You lie to others because you yourself aren’t sure.
Maybe that’s why the question is so hard to answer.
Do you?
 May 12 Stardust
Nostalgia
To be different is a privilege.
To be normal makes you survive.
Normal is just a label. Different is a label too.
One is labeled bad. While the other one is good.
To stand out and to blend in.
To bully or be the bullied.
We are not too far off from each other.
We are just labeled.
 May 12 Stardust
Nostalgia
Tears fall out of my eyes when I don't wish for them.
I don't understand why I am like this.
Is it my fault?
Or is it yours?
My body aches with exhaustion
when I already have been sleeping for years.
I am okay
At least, I tell myself that.
 May 12 Stardust
Nostalgia
I’m so tired.
But I need to be better.
If I am not,
What is the point of doing?
 May 12 Stardust
Nostalgia
The light that shines within,
Seeping out for closure,
Only to be hidden in the comfort of the shade you will never touch.
Too bright, too much.
Seek the desire to burn you out.
 May 12 Stardust
Mark Bell
In every breath
There lives a cry
All I can taste
Is all of your lies.
In every word
A web you weave
Cryptic prose
All out to deceive.
The sound of your voice
Is twisted with fear
What comes out
I will not adhere.
What do you see
When you look at me
Im stuck in your web
Trying to break free.
In every look
Your totally blind
Why were you made
So awfully unkind.
 May 12 Stardust
S R Mats
Yes, I would come
And take it away with me.
But I know that you need it
To live and feel and breathe.
So, I'll leave it for now
As long as you remain
Next to me.

The heart of the matter?
The heart matters,
The heart of matter.
Plays on words, these.
Yes, I call your name,
Remain, remain, remain!
For your heart matters.
once you dig the razor in too deep
you know youve crossed a line
in more ways than one

physically;
youve cut deeper than
you ever have before

and then
mentally;
you cannot go back now
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