Tick Tock says the clock
I watch the seconds passing by.
I lay my head on the pillow,
Hoping my eyes will close tonight.
Then I begin to wonder,
Just who I really am.
My mind begins to wander,
Thoughts racing in my head.
I wish the thoughts would cease.
I want to sleep instead.
Let them begin in the morning,
Tonight I want to rest.
I try to shut off the thoughts,
Bringing different thoughts instead.
No matter how hard I try,
The thoughts still creep around.
So I lay with thoughts running around,
Waiting for exhaustion to bring it to an end.
I want to draw a rose,
I want to make it red.
I want to be an artist,
So I'll try this instead.
I'll take a shiny razor,
Dig deep in my skin.
I'll grab a brand new paintbrush
Dip it in the blood I bled.
Then I'll draw the rose,
On a blank sheet of paper.
As it dries, the rose will begin to brown.
Just like a rose wilting before its dead.
Standing alone outside,
I feel the wind.
It blows through my hair
I float away.
I fly high above
And gaze down below.
I see the world
In all its reality.
The people are so dismal,
They are so green.
Some are evil,
All have sinned.
Down on the ground
They're wearing masks.
Trying to hide,
Their real true selves.
That Bum On The Street by mysteriousfantasy, literature
Literature
That Bum On The Street
You walk by me on the street
Without a sense of care.
You don't even seem to notice,
My clothes are torn to shreads.
But you notice me
When I ask you for food.
You threaten to call the cops,
You walk away annoyed.
When all I wanted,
Was just a bite to eat.
But you only think of me as
That bum on the street.
There's this girl who couldn't smile,
So she had one painted on.
Her heart had been broken,
And she had no band-aids to put on it.
The pieces had been shattered,
Had been broken into dust.
She spent her days searching,
Trying to pick the pieces up.
One day she saw him,
The one who said he cared.
He stood above her watching,
As she tried to match up the pieces.
"If you love me" she said,
"You'd help me put my heart together again".
He stared at her and smiled,
Then gave her a little box.
She took off the cover,
He had given her half of his.
And I swear I tried
To be that perfect girl.
The one you would want to hold,
When the nights were cold.
I swear I tried,
To never shed a tear.
I tried to forget,
So I would never hurt.
I didn't want my pain,
To cause you to run.
I'm sorry I couldn't stop them,
The tears that flowed.
They came without warning.
They came without thought.
Once they started coming,
I swear they wouldn't stop.
But please don't run,
Just hold me tight in your arms.
You're the one who makes me happy,
I swear the tears will stop eventually.
Is love like,
A red, red rose?
Ready to blossom,
In the mornings glow?
Or is love like,
A big black hole?
Ready to suck you in
And you don't even know?
Tears flows down my cheeks
As I see him force himself inside of her.
She screams for help.
I reach out for her but she too far away.
I watch as he defiles her,
Pushes himself deeper inside.
I see him covering her mouth,
Muffling the screams.
She tries to push him off,
Wriggles beneath his body.
He's too stong though,
She's helpless beneath him.
When he finishes, he tosses her aside.
She falls into a pile of girls.
She wasn't the first and
She won't be the last.