So I Die
So I die My life now away And your proper goodbye Is to forget. A weak heart With much power Has caused us to part And you are mute.
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So I die My life now away And your proper goodbye Is to forget. A weak heart With much power Has caused us to part And you are mute.
Clumsy, clumsy, clumsy me, burns her tongue on a cup of tea. And if that's not enough for you she burns her tongue on a bowl of stew. Is shy with everyone she meets.
I take it you already know Of tough and bough and cough and dough. Others may stumble, but not you, On hiccough, thorough, lough and through. Well done.
Looking up at planes in the sky wondering and wanting in this cold and dark morning jealous of the people going to warmer clim Hoping you'll be off on your adventures next time.
With a smug little smile, On her smug little face, Skipped away, Poor little Grace. She may have been smug, Annoying and a bitch, But what happened next, She was found in a ditch.
She was playing with my emotions. I express them and had them shown. Then she would start a big commotion. I'm contemplating moving on. She basically letting me know. She don't want to do it no mo'.
It's funny sometimes. The things we can't bring ourselves to say. And you only realize later. When you tell yourself it wasn't supposed to be this way. When you lose something so special.
Talk to me about the darkness inside of you, I'm here to listen, I understand, I really do... Maybe I could help you decide what to do, I just want to get some of my pain out too.
Along with the help of some 3 and 6 year olds I wrote some poems.
Evil fills the room, hatred at each glare, they throw lies at me without caution, such deceptive flare.
A walk through the shadows, light dances in flashes, shapes of faceless figures, terror in their glances.
The pain, it's in my chest. This pain, it's doing it's best, to rip me apart from the inside out. I have no way out. I try to think happy thoughts, but all my heart does is rotts. With out you hear.
Twelve o'clock and all is well, a the moon fills the night. A twinkling sound and snow falling down but not no one or nothing in sight.
I wish I had my Laura back.
My love for you is endless, a love that will never die. My heart will never leave you, it will stay right by your side.
"I'm coming, I'm coming!". I hear myself shout. It's seven in the morning and I have to get out. It's just so difficult. to get out of bed. When the heaviest thing on Earth is your head.
Quick, fun poetry: I told my mom I'd go to work If she would go to school. She thought that trading places once Just might be kind of cool.
There are few weeks I don't want to remember at The start of the month of week in December I'm sorry I can't apologise enough, Getting though this shit is really tough...
With a clenched fist I crushed amethyst, In the palm of my hand lies purple sand, The wind blew a kiss, Upon the ground it did land, Imagine a beach made of this...
Watch the burn, And act the victim. One day maybe, But I still can't forgive him. Why are your demons male. Maybe because of Father, when he turned me frail.
Hidden by the dark corners of your mind, feelings that push you to the violent sublime. The beauty inside they can't see, that angry look causes them to flee.
Don't hide you phone, The last time you did, I found you out. Don't hide your phone, I saw what you put, There's no doubt. Give me your phone, "How 'bout a fuck?" You ask why I shout. Go fuck...
Leech Into the world First feed Educate Infancy Start realising Settle down Have kids Old age Rot To repeat.
Rotting floorboards, Creaking fascias, 'Look beyond, It's actually spacious'. 'It needs some work, I'll give you that. Drills, hammers, Those hard, yellow hats.