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A drop of memory-
Ripples,
Spreading wide
Vague feelings
Of sadness
And joy
Washes in waves
Random topic write   ;P
Wash your hair
Pretend to care
Sit and stare
That feelings there
Fight or flight
Stay up all night
if love grins
and sinks its fangs into my heart
perhaps I would let it

if love paints my lips
maroon when it kisses
perhaps I would let it

if love wraps its arms
around me in a suffocating embrace
perhaps I would let it

for if love was to forsake
nothing but scars and wounds
perhaps I would still call it holy

and if love leaves
as quietly as it came
perhaps I would still call it love.
it was real—at least, it was to me.
You-
An invisible force.
Shaping my world,
Without a word or any remorse.

You asked me for love, I gave you faith.
And then you shut the gate.
So please, I beg,
Stay away.
And just like the moon shines bright in the night,
Try not to ruin my day.
I'll love you until you give me a good reason not to.
The wind blows freely in the air,
as I sit and relax without a care--
Underneath a huge canopy of silk,
while munching on treats as I drink milk.

It floats and captures the breezy day,
this backyard canopy of yesterday--
Mother left it to me when she passed,
and now the memories always last.

A rainbow streaks across the sky,
catching moments coming from on high--
While I recall my days as a child,
when this canopy flowed, free and wild.

The summer sun is rising above,
as I'm cooled under the canopy of love--
A childlike vision comes into sight,
with mother holding my hand so tight.
I come lurking in the shadows. You may see me through the eyes of an abuser, thief, liar, murderer, you may even see me in your reflection. Most people run and hide from me, as if they are afraid . Yet I am nothing to be scared of. I will be your friend when your time comes. I will play for you a video tape. On that tape images your life will flash before your eyes. and you will see who the real monster is.
This might actually be my Favorite :)
Hello?
Can you hear me?
I’m down here...
6 feet under...
Not where I’m suppose to be
You come and visit me
Everyday
I hear you constantly pray
To talk to me again
Hold my hand
Hug me tight
Well I’m right here
I hear everything you say
I cry with you
I laugh with you
I pray with you
I am always with you
Even from 6 feet under
I AM HERE
I pray myself
To heal your pain
Dry your eyes
Help you move on
Don’t forget me
You know where I am
Always in your heart
Forever your friend
I will continue to grow old with you
Until we meet again
When we walk together in the sky
Holding each others hands
For now I stay
6 feet underground
Loving you
Praying with you
Hearing your voice
As I lay in silence
6 feet underground...
Wrote this from the perspective of a person who has passed away and what they see and feel everyday....
I drop a tear,and then another......and the flow begins.
I hold on to my stomach,fingers digging into my things..........I can barely see.
All the hurt eats from the inside.
And ...so I realize........ it's not even the brain,but the heart,that knows where it hurts ......the most.
It can be no great art
without the touch of the heart
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