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Hello there

insect buzzing through the air

why don't you come & sit in my snare...

                                  ...I mean chair            
  

I have six legs, see?

I'm just like you

oh, these?  my arms?

why yes, there's two


so come, little one

dawn has begun

take refuge from the sun

in this hammock I've spun


there, isn't that nice?


what?  your legs?

you said they won't move?

there, there my winged friend

I know just what to do!

🕷🕸🦟
Beware of insects with arms.
The books I read,
The songs I listen to...
All fill me with envy
Such lives they have
Filled with feelings and emotions
I would die to feel
My insides are numb
As if turned to stone
My mind's dead,
My heart asleep
I carry on like a machine
I want to escape my life
 Aug 2020 Preston Reid
Panoply
they want me to be happy
or else i’ll spoil the mood
so I pour the drink right over
tonight i'll be messy and rude
spin a bottle, bruised lips on hers
“come with us,” they murmur
as they beg me to get ink
so after downing a drink i
ride the bus with windows open
letting the poison air in
past watercolour rain
on buildings with bloodstains
the sky looks so numb
and “let us have a little fun”
stumble on the sidewalk
i like the way you talk
tattoos, we’ll regret
“light a cigarette”
you’ll choke
but not to death
we’re living life
always on the edge
this poem is really cringey and ****** but idc
 Aug 2020 Preston Reid
Isaac
We met randomly at a pizza place
Your eyes sparkled like fire
We didn’t chase each other
Love found us
I know now love was just a visitor
End of a relationship
oh papa
please
forgive me

for the
cigarettes
i secretly
smoked
with friends
under bridges

oh mama
please
forgive me

for the
alcohol
i drank
when you
told me
not to


oh please
forgive me
for being
a teenager

making
poor decisions
but
good memories
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Can I smile? Can I laugh? Why does it feel like I have committed a crime? So used to faking a smile that I forget what's real. So used to wearing a mask that i forget who I am. So used to hiding my heart that I forget what It feels. So used to closing my eyes that I forget what's in front of me. So used to popping my headphones that I forget what I just heard. Family always giving me headaches and scratches to the heart. Friends coming and going  like the wind but can never tell the difference of a storm to a cloud.  I just need my outlet
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