I feel so terrible...
But this is what happens when I hide my feelings....
It's like a volcano:
The tension builds up and I finally just have to erupt.
I should have told you when the feelings started,
But I really didn't want to.
So I just kept it all bottled up inside me.
What can I say?
I'm a good actress.
Everybody thinks so....
Even you think so.
So me being alright and me being okay....
That's all it was, just a good acting job.
When you asked me how I was doing,
I told you I was fine.... just a line my character was supposed to say.
When you asked me if I was sure,
I told you I was.... just another line.
And that's the
Discarded Love
Bleak midwinter
And snow lies all around
My heart is cold and empty
And I long to walk on the hot sand
With the sun burning my body
And my love close at hand
Will you ever return?
Or will I always live in bleak midwinter
Send me word of where you are
Have you found a new love?
Have you moved on to someone new?
I am still in a frozen state
Stuck rigid where you left me
Unable to move on
One kiss would thaw my bones
One moment of bliss would unfreeze my toes
I would follow you to the ends of the earth
But my feet are frozen to the ground
And all around there is no sound
In this frozen wilderness
I will live f
Trip To Oblivion
Time is running out
I have been absent for so long
Lost in a world of confused thoughts
Entangled in an imaginary world
A safe haven from the outside world
The stress was too great to cope with
An implosion of the mind
Thoughts shooting in myriad directions
Confusion is the overwhelming emotion
Is it too late to put the pieces back together?
I have been away for so long
So many relationships have been forged or broken
Will you allow me back into your life?
A stupid question
Only the naive cling to false hope
In the real world I am lost
Let me return to my imaginary world
I have some sense of control in this
Asylum Blues
I tried reaching out
My heart full of doubt
I was searching for a soul that was just
For someone I could trust
And then I found you
And my world was no longer blue
We had great days together
Our love would last forever
But then things went wrong
And you were so strong
While I crumbled away
And fell into decay
You found someone new
And I faded from view
Slowly I fell apart
Nursing my broken heart
Once so full of hope
Now I just can't cope
Committed to an mental institution
The socially acceptable solution
Take me off the street
My decline is complete
Playing with daisy chains
And nobody complains
All lost
The Gift
We seek inspiration
Lost souls searching for answers
We write down our thoughts in words
In hope of shining some light on our own dilemmas
The therapy is the cure or is it the disease
The words swirl around our heads
Driving us on in search of answers
If I say I will die will it happen
Will the thought become reality
Or will it be erased from my mind
Screw up all the negative thoughts and throw them all away
Start all over again but I have no answers
Writing is the only therapy that works
If I can write one great poem maybe I will break the chains
Unleash the tempest and let the thoughts flood my mind
Sensory overload
Broken Toys
Your memory still haunts me
I never recovered from my broken heart
I drifted from day to day
I lost control of my life
Spinning into oblivion
Eventually I found myself in the asylum
Hidden away from the outside world
I have no friends here
Apart from my broken toys
I am lost in dreams of the past
I suffer in silence
I sob silently at night
I am demented and deluded
I am alone
There was a beautiful oasis right smack dab in the middle of a girl's little piece of heaven. Sand dunes piled high into the air, and dipped low. The sun always beat down relentlessly, in this vast desert. The giant tent a girl called home was not too far from the oasis and always within the nice shade the palm trees brought.
Nuri stood on top of a dune looking out over the gently sloping dunes. She said to the black cat sitting on her shoulders, "Time to go fishing, Emu." The cat nodded lazily, as Nuri rolled her eyes. Nuri was used to the cat's lazy behavior having been left with only Emu for company since she was 5. Just then a noise cam
The Goddess of Magic Prologue by LostElvenQueen, literature
Literature
The Goddess of Magic Prologue
"I'm sorry Sverre, but she was an evil incarnate, she had to die. We will keep her alive next time," A man said as he felt the rage rolling off the handsome, but deadly man in front of him. The 15 others behind him agreed.
"Rama is right dear Sverre. For better or for worse we will make sure that the next time is the last," A beautiful woman clothed in white said walking up to stand next to the darkly clad Rama.
"You know NOTHING, Lana, none of you do! It is not you that kills her, it is not you who sees the light fade from her eyes, it is NOT you that has to find her, fall for her, then either kill her or watch her be taken away, time a