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Harley Quinzel Mar 2016
Feel it from the heart,
See through the soul,
Experiences come whether you are young or old,
Devastation, be it nothing but a decoration in your life.
A small present wrapped up nice,
Expected to be filled with wonder and galore,
Instead contained horror and gore
Susceptible to disease.
The mind was weak,
No longer an individual we see,
Only a carbon copy.
The baby birthed that day,
Died in some kind of way,
Grew to be old,
But their soul they sold.
Harley Quinzel Feb 2016
Like a swift summer breeze,
They reached me,
Like the rain,
They shook me,
Like the sun,
They awakened me,
Like the moon,
They are the sweet lullaby that puts me to sleep,
Like a mother,
They comfort me,
Support me,
All the while, never knowing what they have done for me.
Never knowing me.
Harley Quinzel Feb 2016
Have you ever been in love with a song,
In love with a voice,
Never knowing who they truly are,
They bring me to tears,
I feel them.
More than ever before,
More and more.
Creeping into my heart,
Awakening my deepest fears,
They speak a foreign language to my ears,
Something out of my comfort zone,
Venturing further and deeper into the unknown,
But the fear subsides and makes way for a new dawn,
The sun sets to prepare for a new day,
Filled with hope,
Excitement,
Expectation,
They are my support,
In a world that has long since been the pressure to keep me down,
Their forces strong,
Gravity holding us down alone,
But they are here now,
Not for long...I know.
But I will enjoy this time,
I will live this life,
A million more lifetimes,
Because of them.
They are what I have been searching for.
Harley Quinzel Feb 2016
I'm in love with who they are,
Yes they are handsome and smart,
But their souls are so very attractive,
Voices as smooth as honey,
Their love is intoxicating,
Invigorating,
I only wish to bathe in their scent,
Swim in the depths of their soul as vast and deep as the sea,
They are the ocean to me,
Bearing such a resemblance to the deep,
They will never know how much they truly mean to me,
How they fill me up with such glee,
The lonely soul in me has found a friend,
Friends...
A place where I belong,
A home...
Skin so soft and smooth,
I feel them.
I wish to see them,
But how far-fetched the idea is,
Good things like them...
They do not come near me.
Harley Quinzel Feb 2016
Nothing ever goes right for me,
Everything I had,
Taken,
Everyone and everything around me,
Fake,
So artificial that it's almost comical,
Every dream I had,
Destroyed,
Motivation died along with my inspiration,
Soon to be accompanied by my soul,
A walking corpse is what I am soon to be,
No heart,
No soul,
Just an empty,
Living lost entity,
Trying to find her private paradise,
A place to call home,
A heaven away from this hell,
A place to be free of the negativity,
To finally be at peace with myself,
To have the courage to live on,
To live,
To breath, To be me,
To be free...
Harley Quinzel Jan 2016
Open me up,
Spread my lips apart,
Stretch me wider from below,
So you may venture deeper into the unknown,
Deeper than you have ever gone before,
That's all you really want to do,
My mind is of no concern,
But my body appeases you,
You care not for who I am,
Or the value of what I am worth,
All you want to do is throw me in the dirt,
Rough housing,
Sweat cascading slowing down our sides,
Connecting further down below,
Reaching far past our thighs,
Switching positions,
Twisting and turning,
In various ways,
Changing paces as we continue our ***** ways,
Somehow you must have mistaken me as your *****,
Instructing me to stay,
Invading my space,
Forever in my face,
Think me *******?
Why else would you suddenly go mute,
Surprise written on your face,
By the clear rejection I have displayed,
As soon as I refuse your advances,
You take a step back,
Thought me to be easy?
Honey I know better than that.
Harley Quinzel Jan 2016
I wish I wasn't me,
I wish I was different,
I wish I was someone else,
Anyone else..
I should be grateful for what I have,
And I am..
But..
There is no progression,
Only depression,
I feel it coming on again,
Stronger than before,
I feel the tears as they pour,
My throat is closing up,
It becomes too painful..
To inhale and exhale..
My rapid breaths,
Shaky hands,
Quivering lips,
Lifeless eyes staring at nothing,
Blind to what I couldn't see before,
What I tried to ignore,
I don't belong here..
Not anymore...
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