sadness

Truth of me

I'm not in control, I'm not your only heart beat. I'm scared of what the future may hole. Will I be there when you have the other in your arms, or will I fade away in to the shadows. I love with all my heart, I fear with all my soul. When will I have control over my fears and my tears.

 

It scares me to think of a life without you, a life of no sun and a red moon. With you gone there would be no rhime, no reason, no time of season's. Just darkness over my mind and pleags of death on my soul. I will never lose you, that's what you say, well tell the voice that you will stay. They will not lessen, they will not stop, there's nothing I can do but bottle up. You want me open, it causing more harm then good, just let me die slowly, I really wish you would.

 

I know you won't my gallant knight, I know you'll fight for me so deep in my night. But this demons have no shape no form, they with cut you open with out a knife and leave you in a storm. I don't know how to fix what the voices and I have broken, the trust gone it was stolen and undone. I want to turn back time to when we first meet, so you can feel the passion you once felt. Wish I was enuff to make the passion new, wish I was stronger then I am. A life time of pain and broken hearts is what I carry, the scares are to deep for the words "I won't" to carry. 

 

They are why people leave me, they are why I was alone, they are why I bottle, they hurt the ones I love though me.

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Truthful Tears

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Just a thought!

Teardrops of sorrow have glistened our eyes

Droplets of dissapointment, seep out in cries

Stains of regrets leaving trails down our cheek

Emotions inside us, welling up till they leak

Some happy, some sad, the tears are the same

They may carry on, if feelings remain

We wipe them and hide them and cover our cries

But truth can't hide, from the tears in our eyes'


Author's Notes/Comments: 

"Truthful Tears"

Flow Of The Wind

  Sometimes The Wind Blows
And Sometimes It Stills The Air
I Wonder About It
If The Wind Is Silent
Are We Waiting For Something To Happen


Is There Something
To Look Forward For
Are We Looking For Him Or Her
Or Are We Simply Helpless


Sometimes You Wonder
If Its Still Worth Waiting For
And If The Wait Takes So Long
Do You Think
It Would Have
Been Worth The Wait


Because Sometimes
I'm Heavyhearted
Not Because I Don't Know
But Because Its Hard
Sometimes I Want To Give Up
But I Know I Can't Stop
And If I Fall Down
I Will Get Back Up Again

Regrets

 

 

This time it was her fault;

She regretted everything. 
 
He grew tired of her, she hid that sad face.
Things fell, hard.
This was her first heartbreak
A feeling she can't understand. 
 
That's that, nothing lasts forever
Unless you believe it will.  
 
 
 
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When no one wants you...

 

When no one wants you,

in any way,

You wonder why,

you even breathe each day.

 

They toss you aside,

with nary a care.

Cut your aching soul

'till it's bleeding, bare.

 

So unworthy of love,

or any affection,

A life just filled,

with such total rejection.

 

Wasted air and space, 

is all you feel you are.

Marred and imperfect,

like an ugly, jagged scar.

 

Alone inside,

is all you'll ever be.

Praying for death,

to finally set you free.

 

 

 

 

 

 

"The Ones We Lost"

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Where have they gone? There's no words to make clear,

They escape my every attempt to secure their discovery.

Lost without direction, wading aimlessly in the obyss,

They stand silent, awaiting any chance of recovery.

Some wait alone, some hold together in darkness,

Others seem to flock like nestling birds...

Many are lost, never to be found, yet we still cry...

"Where are the words?"


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"The Ones We Lost"

Watching the Clock

Happiness flying so high I cannot reach, If only I could find them that would teach.  Sitting so dim living through others, wondering why them and not the other. Lights down low, time so slow, watching the clock one day and then two. The days march by with many a glitch, wondering why I still live in this son of a bitch.

 By Rob Casteel  

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Goodnight, Goodbye

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Depression/sadness

You said goodnight to me,

I said goodbye to you.

You didn't think twice

didn't think it was strange.

But tomorrow you'll see

what my goodbye means.

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Let me know what you think.

 

I wrote this and it has a picture with it that I can't show here... but the picture is of a noose I drew.

 

 

An Empty Grave'

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Just a thought!

Standing at an empty grave, I pondered, who was it's intended?

Six feet down, covered in flowers, through the night I have defended.

Waiting on a family train to arrive with their fallen guest,

Time ticks on, no break in site, I stand watch to complete my quest.

Hours through an endless night, now daylight extends my grief...

I face the hole, and curse my soul, for a moment of relief'....

                                                                                                       

                                                                                                      

                                                                                                      

                                                                                                                                               

                  

                                                                                                                     


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"An Empty Grave"      ...or...        "Fully Dressed in my Sunday Best"                         

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