syd_nae13

just a lonely soul wandering the words of my own...

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  • syd_nae13 14w

    Story

    nimble fingers traced the forgotten pages,
    rusted to the edges, memories in cages,
    this is the story that I wrote
    this is the story that I am.
    inks of the tears, dried up in the core
    my pen is broken, by the burden of my soul
    yet I tend to write, the broken symphonies
    of my pain, the aching melodies of sorrows
    this is the story that I am
    this is the story that I forgot.

    ©syd_nae13

  • syd_nae13 16w

    Past

    cold breath onto the surface of my skin
    a ghost whispers to me,
    it calls itself the past,
    it dwells inside every beat of my heart
    and sings sleepless melodies
     to each of my sins
    mid of the night, in the stark of the dark
    my eyes held up, an ocean inside
    deeper than my pain, my tears tore apart
    the bounds of the insane, my senses
    I have kept buried into me
    at the edge of my thoughts,
    lies the ghost of my past,
    awaiting my slumber
    to possess my waking sanity.

    ©syd_nae13

  • syd_nae13 18w

    and when he left
    my gaze followed him to an eternity

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  • syd_nae13 23w

    Trust

    if I cant tell you when you hurt me
    then trust me, I dont trust you.

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  • syd_nae13 24w

    Merry Lad

    a simple merry lad
    from the upstate town
    brought the feeling of home
    and the world around
    just seemed to light up with his glow
    like an earthly flash
    can never reach the sky
    he can never reach me,
    and to him neither can I
    he is all the colors in a rainbow
    and every joyful smile.
    he is worth all I have awaited this while

    ©syd_nae13

  • syd_nae13 24w

    Midnight Tears

    far away in the land of the mind
    unconscious and unawake
    dwells a spirit of agony and hate
    that mourns forever the lost existence
    the quieter the heart, the louder it beats
    the deeper the pain, the longer it reeks
    spindles spin, through thick and thin
    carving a bound for the reckless sins
    the silkest silver lining in the sky,
    makes a cloud brighter than the light
    yet harder than to cry is to keep it in
    and against the mighty heart,
    the midnight tears win.

    ©syd_nae13

  • syd_nae13 24w

    Find me another Dream

    find me another dream
    my night is crippled by
    anemonies of demons
    lurking at my feet,
    my dying expectations
    the ruins of my
    many failed personalities
    my silence is mourning
    under the weight of my words
    crying over the broken heart
    resulted by it's very nerve
    find me another dream
    so I can keep
    the remaining cinders
    the burnt up dignity
    of my thoughtful once mind
    imagination long severed
    by the rationality
    of the obscure reality
    find me another dream
    so I can still see
    that I'm mildly capable
    of humanly serenity
    undistraught by the irrationality
    of this pathetic heartless reality

    ©syd_nae13

  • syd_nae13 24w

    Random Scribbles

    it's not the person that we miss
    it's the connection we had with them
    after all, one end of a call after being disconnected with the other, still rings a few times before going silent.

    ©syd_nae13

  • syd_nae13 24w

    Missing You

    there is a part of me left with you
    there is a part of you that's left with me
    maybe thats why I still miss you
    and the reason you remember me

    ©syd_nae13

  • syd_nae13 24w

    Depression

    depression is
    looking at yourself in the mirror
    and seeing someone else
    someone that looks like you
    but isn't you,
    someone that feels like you
    but doesn't feel you
    someone that is inside of you
    but still not you...

    ©syd_nae13