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 Feb 2014 Kate
Caitie
How crazy is it
that we are thought
to be under one life form
one mind form, one mindset
thought the same thoughts
have the same feelings?
We don't ever comprehend
each other
unless brought upon
basic thoughts
and common beliefs.
It becomes nearly impossible
to be understood
when individual thoughts
take course.
No matter
how much explanation
is given to one person
your mind
will never be able
to explain your intricate feelings
and the things that cycle through your soul.
I applaud the ones
with their own thoughts and feelings.
it seems as if
everyone has given
the basic life a chance
to transform them
into what we all see
as simple minded
and immature.
Despite the fact
that we are difficult
to understand,
we are our own people
and we have much more to
enjoy
than those with a shriveled brain
and a withered mindset.
 Feb 2014 Kate
Theia Gwen
Escapism
 Feb 2014 Kate
Theia Gwen
She reads
                                          And she sleeps
                                                      Way too much
                                                            ­           It's her coping defence
                                                                ­               When nothing else will suffice
                                                         ­               She needs to get away
                                                       Without actually leaving
                                             Because she's too scared
                                   And too tired
                                            To leave her bed
                                                      So she cracks open a book
                                                            ­     To escape somewhere far away
                                                            ­             And she'll sob for the characters
                                                      ­                       Whose brokenness resembles hers
                                                            ­                                   And then she'll sleep
                                                           ­                                   And have sweet dreams
                                                          ­              Of realities that are not her own
                                                       Because pretending is so much easier
                                                 Than facing reality
                             So she'll sleep and dream
          And secretly wish she won't wake up
So she can finally escape
 Feb 2014 Kate
Nameless
lay my head down in your lap
and do not speak,
but with your crystal eyes
tell me the story of the sun
and how he fell deeply
in love with the moon
whom which he could never be with
the laws of nature forcing them apart
each day
and how despite their circumstances,
the sun knew that love was stronger
than the distance between them
and although they could never
dance together
or get close enough
to clearly distinguish the color of
the other’s eyes,
he couldn’t help but use every ounce of his strength
to shine his rays on her
after it was his time to go,
illuminating her up in the night sky
so all could stand in awe at her beauty
even if he couldn’t.
 Feb 2014 Kate
Zephyr Blofeld
The lonesome oak sits, forlorn.
Knowing that it too has been trapped in the illusion
Of movement. Yet this is our curse,
We as the living cannot move through this confounded confusion,
We do as we must to survive and then cease as quickly as we started.
 Feb 2014 Kate
SRS
Dust Storm
 Feb 2014 Kate
SRS
Tell yourself to reach
one last time
stretch your arms
in one last fight
because the truth is
you can do it
as the wind sets in
blowing up the dust again
Breath it in
and as it cakes in your throat
Never stop screaming
and never stop trying
Let the tears roll down
and moisturize the pain
It will become easier to bare
Never let yourself
turn into the dust
that so eagerly
tries to consume you
It always feels like yo won't make it, but remember each time that you really can. That no matter what you will win this fight.
 Feb 2014 Kate
SRS
Sometimes I Beg
 Feb 2014 Kate
SRS
Sometimes I think
Somebody please save me
from being me
because I don't think
I can be
me
anymore
Sometimes I cry
loudly
to myself
and I beg for relief
from whats inside
the horrific pain
I easily hide
as it tears me up
inside
from my core
I beg to the darkness
sometimes
to let me go
because I truly
can take no more.
 Feb 2014 Kate
SRS
I curl up into a ball
buds molded in my ears
and cry to the beat of the music
My wound filled tears
I try emptying myself
Of this anguish
of this pain
of this desire
to be consumed by darkness
because I know
I truly am afraid
and no matter what you say
Baby, it won't go away.
I'm drifting
and I hear it in my head
you saying "its going to be okay"
and how all I could do
was push you away
Feeling in that exact moment
my heart beginning to break
I grab hold of my beating chest
the musics ringing now
and as the lyrics
fill my head
of a song about love saying
every word of how it feels inside
I melt
deep into the wrinkles
of my faded sheets
and lose myself a little more
just as every other time I weep.
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