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The memory fades with every passing day. I no longer feel the acidic burn of hate. My pain has been replaced with strength. For you will not be the one who crushes me.
Guys, I'm sure this is wrong because I've never done free verse before so sorry if I look stupid now. Criticisms would be appreciated though. Thanks:) Flying high. Just come with me now.
Lying here beside you. My chest against your back. Our love becomes the light. That guides me from the black. Erasing all the hurt and pain. The scars that are so deep. Watching you with tired eyes.
She's been going through a rough patch recently. Seams like everyone's against her. She's haunted by demons without everything else.
#colourchallenge (If you want to play, just look for the colours hidden within this poem.
Rain, rain. Don't go away. I welcome you. Feel free to stay. Rain, rain. Wrap me up. Frozen sheets. And icy muck. Rain, rain. Make me new. Mute the sky's. Bright blue hue. Rain, rain.
I can see through the disguise,. A smile that doesn't reach the eyes,. Eyes hurt and betrayed by complex lies,. Eyes of sorrow full of unspent cries,. The disguise so strong no one would see,.
I'm not writing for you, You broke my heart. I'm not writing for you, You knew from the start. I'm not writing for him, He didn't help me at all.
He always hated his scars, I could see it in the very way he moved, like frightened prey trying to avoid the deadly pounce of a predator, skulking through the shadows, always just out of shot, a dark...
And life is good again. It's surprising where one can find love: in the most unlikely places, where you don't think to look, it can be there.
I realised about a year ago how much my happiness was tied up with yours. 2011 had been, in many ways, an awful year for you.
I found my soulmate my freshman year of high school. She has kept me from bouncing off padded walls, and saved many others from a good ass kicking. I feel at ease when I am holding her.
If I could, I'd rewrite history, I'd choose differently, If I could, I would. I'd leave out the part, Where I broke your heart, The bad parts would fade. I'd fix the mess I made.
The calm after the storm. A false sense of the norm. Tension still lingers in the air. Time to play nice and fair. No more silly mind games. Moving forward in small frames. A time for reflection.
Anything is forgivable if that's what I want A decision between a matter of won't, not can't.
As many times as I've tried. It always ends the same. Whether its breaking up. Or forgetting each other's names. Sometimes I find it hard. To just walk away. And other times.
The best thing about life is not living. Nor loving. It’s forgetting. Forgetting the sadness and the pain and everything in the world that has ever left a scar on your soul. And for awhile.
The world is a mystery. Ready to be opened like a book. Your eyes contain your whole life. In one single look. So much information. Trapped inside your head. You feel as if its written.
***So this is a little story about our good friends Jacoby and Sage from Fix You. I figured you needed a good little back story on how they met and such. (: Tell me what you think.
So here we are, it's that time again. It's gone so fast, and still it rains. Happy faces from dusk till dawn, still in our hearts we will mourn. It gets you right between your chest, upsets your soul.
(this is more words blasted down on paper, then reshaped to look like I'm not ranting or whatever hehe) A wise friend told me once the opposite of love isn't hate; That all the power is held with...
Is this the end. Before it's appeared. It's barely begun And that time has neared.
Your dealing with the same ol story again. That no one cares for you, and you wish it could end. Your emotions run rampant in your struggling mind. And as you sit here alone, your begging for a sign.
I couldn’t run away any more, I needed something to hold on to for sure, to help me with the hurt, anger and pain I tried to face it all, couldn’t do it on my own - again and again.