My last bit of hope,
Is fading.
I'm still trying to cope.
With my past.
I'm searching for
Something that lasts.
For something more
So much different,
Then before
Unfortunately, for me
This isn't easily found
As far as I can see,
There's no hopr.
No chances,
But i'm not going to mope
With the last bit I have
I'll fight.
For something or someone
To warm my dreams at night.
there's always more. by redblackishrose, literature
Literature
there's always more.
there's always so much more,
than you'll ever know.
to assume, is to fail.
and just show,
me that you have no clue.
what the hell you're talking about.
stop pretending.
I can't stop these
Shards from coming.
It's far too late,
To start running.
They shot my sun,
It's dead, it's gone.
I've been waiting for something,
For far too long.
Shine some light,
On this, because it feels,
Like night.
And it's getting harder,
And harder to fight.
Fight off the dark,
Find some,
Hidden spark.
Take me back.
Don't Let Them Get To You by redblackishrose, literature
Literature
Don't Let Them Get To You
I can't help you,
If you don't want to,
Help yourself.
Nothing is worse,
Than leaving them on the shelf.
Don't let them get to you,
If you let them,
they'll control everything you say and do.
Right down to your heart.
Right down to your core.
How do I know?
It's happened to me too many times before.
How sad it'd be,
To live a life
With no dreams.
No hopes,
No ambitions,
No friends,
To push you through.
All times
Rough and tough.
To wish you
Good luck.
On whatever you need,
To help,
When you just need to breathe.
To listen,
When you just need to talk.
To go on an adventure,
Just by taking a walk.
I'll keep you all,
Here by my side.
I know all I need,
Is to call.
And you'll all,
Be there.
I'm so grateful to know,
People that care.
The things I drew
The things I knew
Never matched,
The things I'd do.
I never realized,
How close I'd come
To where I'd been,
And what I'd came from.
Something like that,
I never thought I'd get out
Leaving me swallowed,
With fear and doubt.
If you asked,
I'd never go back.
A sense of compassion,
Was what you always lacked.
And the fact that I'll soon,
Have to see you again.
Is sickening.
My intentions
Are blurred.
They always were.
Smeared in
Black ink.
Written across pages.
Pages,
With no names.
Like picture-less frames.
I know what it means,
Maybe you'll see,
And figure it out.
Leaving me alone,
With my biggest doubt.
I don't wanna,
Have a single regret.
So let me get as close,
To the moon as they'll let.
As high as I can,
Catch the stars with a net.
My intentions
Are clear.
Like stars falling,
When the moon is near.
Like blue ocean water,
Reflected in a mirror.
Like all the sounds,
I love to hear.