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Sometimes I miss you, Sometimes I don't But see this past week, I have wished you were cloned. Someone to hold me, Tell me it's fine. Someone to show me, Where the sun will soon shine.
They didn't know you They had no right to judge But what's the point In holding a grudge. Just because you're not here today, Doesn't mean no one cares what they say.
I guess I better make a start On your poetic request, You always said out of we six At capturing words I was best.
I lay awake, Rain beats down outside my window, The sound so soothing yet my head is uneasy, Trying to clear all thoughts, But one stands strong.
A true story (mostly) and another part of me revealed, something that I will blog about when I feel the need. Still in my bed Opuss never far, it amazes me how #sixwords can stimulate my memory.
"Aleeeeex. Where are you Alex?" The voice surprised him. "Oh, dammit, not now!" he whispered angrily, hastily trying to cover his nude body up.
We live together and hardly talk and It’s mostly my fault cause I Push you away like it’s Only today and there’s Always tomorrow to fix any sorrow. Exhale, if only.
We sit here in the ashes, Of a lovely home once ours, Filled with happy memories, Now doused by autumn showers.
The mournful cry of a wolf, Across the woodland pine, Sending you to shivers, Wracking up your spine.
For melody.
What will I do 5 years from now. For whom will I cry in my sleep and why.
Tragedy rests on the wind. Carried on cold breath. You're falling into my arms. Mere moments before kissing death. Unspoken, shallow words. Rest lightly on pale lips. Soundlessly falling to the floor.
Goodnight my love Wherever you are I know you are sleeping Under some far away star I will dream of you Our arms entwined Your head on my shoulder For the rest of all time The rain falls heavy From...
We went to visit her every other day but eventerly we started visiting less. I hated to see her there in pain so did my dad.
She said an exrutiating pain went up her shoulder and down her back and it felt like time froze for a second. I gave her a hug and say sorry.
For the last 2 years i have been dreading each day until one day where the dreading stoped. So did part of me.
I feel like I should probably share something with you. Something... Maybe you won't understand, but you should think about, just for a bit.
Everybody dies. No denying that we All come to an end, Say your goodbyes. Sometimes no chance To say that, sometimes Death just creeps its advance.
When I was fourteen, my younger sister died. I think the reason it fucked us all up so much was that no one knew there was anything wrong with her.
If I could somehow have, A final day with you I wonder where we'd go... I wonder what we'd do.
A figure stood,. Alone on the beach,. Black jeans, black hood,. A thin pale hand reached,. Out to grey churning waves,. In the late dusk's misty haze,. Longing for a love lost in the past,.
I drove. The radio gently accompanied me through a winding road, passing under poplars and oak trees, that offered a cool shade every so often from the rare, yet welcome sun.
This is kind of sad, wrote it a few weeks back when a girl from my school passed away. So this is in memory of LH, RIP Angel <3 When death strikes you don't expect it...
I sit on the bench beside the freshly laid soil. The cool sun gently makes its presence known as it warms my cheek. It's too painful to go any closer and admit what has happened.