Never Coming Back Her hair whipped around her face as she stood at the edge of the precipice, the gulls screaming above and the waves crashing below. There would be no turning back. This she knew.Never Coming Back7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
She turned slowly and made her way back to the path that wound down to the beach. Her past was gone, the present was fading, the future...well, the future held nothing but the gray haziness of pain. There had been passion. Once upon time; but no longer.
He left her in her pain and her misery. When she needed him the most, he left, never coming back. She knew from the beginning that it wasn't going to last, but she tricked herself, deceived herself into believing that it would. She always told him that she wasn't hurting, that she was fine, that she would be okay. All he ever did was look into her blue eyes and tell her that she was lying.
She stopped reminiscing and looked over the beach. It was empty. Cold. Gray. Bitter. She stooped
No Reason to HoldFrozen by my past,No Reason to Hold7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Petrified by my present,
Paranoid of my future,
My worry's breeding rapidly.
It's someone new,
She's so sweet too,
Or so as it seems,
We're all bleeding,
And somewhat needing,
Some source of redemption,
Some offering of pension.
But she seems better,
Relatively bright weather,
So why can't I walk,
I can't even talk.
With a heart wide open,
A mouth sown shut,
I want her to be coming,
I've lost my old guts.
This mess is made fresh,
With no second chances,
No new hopes,
To simply hold on.
How It Feels Just to CareI know I probably should feel bad,How It Feels Just to Care7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I'm feeling moreof a sense of freedom.
I'm try to care and I still am,
But I'm starting to lose this obligation.
I guess you deserve it,
Though I'd never say it.
I guess you don't though,
You've made me who I am.
The good parts of me,
Though far in between,
Exist because of you,
You deserve more.
But whenever you have what's going through your head,
Whether that you don't care,
Or don't want to hurt me,
I'm not going to stretch out to you anymore,
Because I can't help.
There's a certain satisfaction in knowing that someone cares,
A certain confidence and a certain feeling,
That's all I can give,
That's all I have given,
That's all that I'm still holding onto.
Emotional InvestmentI hate to love what I've become,Emotional Investment7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because the backlash is coming soon,
Soon there will be prices to pay,
Loves to fade,
Attempts to die,
Respect to lose.
I don't think there's a single thing,
That can keep me alive, keep me on track,
The drama and fear has me gossipy and bratty,
The ignorance and rudeness has me with a bad name.
I remember I used to try to care,
I remember I used to hold on,
I remember I used to live to love,
I remember I had a chance,
I hate what I am,
It'll earn me only more of what I hate.
As I'm growing I'm leaving the past in the dust,
These markets are growing, but only with hatred,
Certain people come with a price,
I'm investing and bidding on the wrong ends.
My MetamorphasisSilent warnings,My Metamorphasis7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm still dwelling on my latest felling,
None else has happened,
Tears turn amber from sap and,
And I'm holding on,
Waiting for a new dawn.
Compassion drowning, ignorance founding,
Poor thoughts filt'ring, feeling guilty,
I know I must prove myself innocent,
I know I must find where my care went,
With confidence and hatred trading,
I'm soon to be fading.