wscalz

17 reads

Crimson Sangria

The color of my broken youth.

Of unleashed dragons.

Of my innocence flushing-

Down the drain,

Drenching my immature thighs.

The color of fear;

Now disgust.

The color I see as he exists.

Enraged he could do that to me-

Enraged he could do that to she.

Forever getting away.

Adin

90 reads

Drained Energy

When my friends were focussing on building their career, I waited for them with love, support and warmth.

But this version of the story will not be accepted by anyone so I sit here narrating the stupidity of my life and I know my future self will regret committing this sin of love.

×∞ Adin

15 February 2021

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Adin

152 reads

To all my dead loved ones

Standing up after losing balance.

I’m sorry for moving on.

Drying my tears after drowning in them.

I’m sorry for moving on.

Taking a bite of food after hours of hunger.

I’m sorry for moving on.

Washing my face after looking like a mess.

I’m sorry for moving on.

Smiling for the first time after crying wild.

I’m sorry for moving on.

Slowly pulling you in the back of my brain.

I’m sorry for moving on.

Getting comfortable after all that discomfort.

I’m sorry for moving on.

Doing injustice to your existence.

I’m sorry for moving on.

Sliding you in my state of unconscious.

I’m sorry for moving on.

Celebrating happiness without you.

I’m sorry for moving on.

Sleeping peacefully in day or night.

I’m sorry for moving on.

Remembering you at seldom times.

I’m sorry for moving on.

Simply welling up tears in my eyes.

I’m sorry for moving on.

Starting to become independent of you.

I’m sorry for moving on.

Passing days without thinking about you.

I’m sorry for moving on.

Quietly hoping to meet you in Paradise.

I’m sorry for moving on.

Living my life after your death.

I’m sorry for moving on.

For all the little and big heinousness.

I’m sorry for moving on

But thats how this life goes on.

And I’m so sorry for moving on.

×∞ Adin

11 February 2021

Adin

72 reads

Can’t Help

Life is always hurting

Either in form of pain

Presented to you

In a plate of situations

Or happiness rotting

In the vessel of

memories.

×∞ Adin

8 February 2021

Riley_45

23 reads

i don’t

i don’t love you anymore, i don’t think of you romantically or want to hold your hand, but you’re still everywhere and you raised the bar so high no one can compete.

isn’t that quite awful?

i’m not in love with you, anymore, but i still can’t love anyone else.