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 Sep 2019 Aazzy
ryn
Into the Sun
 Sep 2019 Aazzy
ryn
Walk,
as far as these feet will take me.
Moving with deliberateness,
laden with calculated purpose.

And knowing that every time each foot
successfully meets the earth,
I would always be somewhere new.

Each step would feel perhaps
unfamiliar ground,
shed new light, see fresh faces
and experience different days.

As long as I stay loyal to the course...

Always moving...
Walking,

into the sun.
 Aug 2019 Aazzy
Eric Martin
For along time my heart was at war
I was racing for the grave
But finally I see life for some thing more
Yet I am still fates slave
Because now I have cancer knocking at my door
But I still I won't cave
Because I finally have some one to adore
And it helps to make me brave
Now no matter what the future has in store
I know the life I have left will be saved
 Aug 2019 Aazzy
Eric Martin
I open my eyes to the open skies
The wind blows away my tears as I cry
I am horrified of the highs and all the times I died
But my fears shed away as I arise
I break away from my mortal ties as I begin to fly
My nightmares are gone and my dreams again comprise
No longer will I meet my demise
For once again I am free to fly into my sunrise
I know the rhyme scheme might be a little shaky but I just woke up and wanted to get out the feelings I have a being able to fly in my dreams again because I no longer wake up before I die and to me this is the most real thing in the world and I have missed feeling the excitement, physics, panics from close calls and being able to live a false life that means so much to me
 Aug 2019 Aazzy
blushing prince
can you hold it in your palm? I can't stop talking about hands.
I don't remember the last time any other body part was that important but the one that slept next to you out of necessity instead of loneliness.
There's a problem, like a rock skipping into my neighbor's pool but it's not my neighborhood and none of the houses remind me of home. A solitary moment shrinking in shrubs when you know that the cars are passing by and you have no idea what direction anyone's going. Where's the destination and will they get there like you?
Muddy lawns and soaking sidewalks is everywhere you've ever been but you don't talk much about that anymore. Some kind of selective mutism that gripped you when you were too young to make decisions, just a bad joke played well on yourself. Drifting from window to window to see if my fingerprints stay there, if the future will break down the door and trip me with shoelaces that were worn by me or my best friend or by nobody and I think I'll understand then the most significant rule, you can't be in two places at once.
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