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phie Mar 2021
for a long time when i looked in the mirror there was a disconnect between what i saw and what i looked like
my cheeks were pudgy and my lips were dry
i had picked apart myself until what was reflected didn't reflect myself
phie Mar 2021
when i was a child i had thought of a life much different from mine
as an adult i still long for the delusions of my dreams
it is hard to picture my future absent of some magic
some otherworldly force to make it worth the effort
when i grow even older will i still wish for more
phie Mar 2021
the sticky smell of the dogwood blossoms as i drive through the streets most familiar to me
brick houses and front porches and dogs in the backyards
windows down the sun is out but the trees aren't yet green
i could close my eyes and the way would find itself to me
left right right foot on the brakes and park
phie Mar 2021
i have experienced love in a past life of mine
but the skin on my bones has changed since then
long lost are the memories of lips on lips
the heat of another body close by
my face has aged
my hair is cut short
but alas i have grown anew
phie Mar 2021
you know the saying ive left claw marks on everything ive let go
well ive left no claw marks behind
somehow ive ended up empty handed,
all my pieces on your side
you asked and asked and asked
ive never been able to say no
ive dipped my toes into life and i have drowned in its sorrows
i give and give and give
ive never been able to say no
phie Feb 2021
is just existing truly enough?
to feel the beat in your chest
and the expansion of your lungs,
does that satisfy you?
is life the movements of the flesh
or the activity of the mind
phie Feb 2021
honey drips from her lips
as sweet nothings come from her mouth
eyes interlock, hers with an innocence of gold
one touch from me and
i would leave a handprint of ash
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