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  Jun 2015 Autumn
Liz Hill
The lips I kissed tonight,
didn't taste like you.
And the cotton shirt that I
clung to didn't smell like you.
So I kissed him harder and
pulled him closer,
pushing you deeper into my
memories, always trying
to forget that
my lips,
and my arms,
weren't enough for you either.
Old but accurate.
Autumn May 2015
Sometimes I would really enjoy having a friend.
Someone to talk to
Not just someone to hang out with and have a good time with because they are so abundant
Sometimes I want a hug
Sometimes I cry and sometimes my feelings that I do have get hurt
Because I really just want a real friend
Autumn May 2015
I put my earrings in
                                                                ­                        and walked away.
back to myself.
                                                         ­                                away from you.
and all the rest,
                          for eternity,
                                               blessed be the ones that got away,
for I am here.
                                                

                          now  and  for  the  rest  of  eternity

farewell,
                dearest lost autumn.

hello stranger, for I greet you with open arms.....
Autumn May 2015
slay slice decapitate
frustration and anger
infuriate the majority

boom pow crunch
the answer is found in enlightenment
lets just give up
give me your hand friend lets go play

enter the sand box
tears blood confusion
laughter

kick spit shred
giggles claps smiles video cameras
destruction
the key is in your premature mind
your ambition rings true

pills **** blade
hope disappears
coke hits lets go play little girl in my back seat
trust me

give me your hand lets go play little one
trust me
t
r
  u
    s
      t

THE  MAN


coat gun tape hat
tears door handle
click boom snap
scream screech cry for help


scattering the floor
spit blood shred
giggles claps smiles


retribution revenge pity
noose pills chair kick
screams pulls help
caskets in the masses

and still proud of your society

silence.
Autumn May 2015
yesterday I had fallen under your spell,
sweet, deep, dark and handsome
oh how could a little gal resist?

today we're stepping out of the corridor,
yeah we're making leaps and bounds,
reaching our hands out together,
and every beat I did indeed skip

tomorrow ill ask for more and what
ill expect is what you shall deliver
yeah thank you very much my love
you're so far away and yet you still give me what thyself hath expected

abound in the withering hands of deceit
my mouth waters for your delicacy sweet and inviting
drenched within the naivety of her singular truth

moments later I am cleared
the familiar parasite is quenched
I have fed him
and the wind is in my face yet again
anticipating what thou heart hath squandered up

fantastical dreams
beseech my lap
where art thou fallacy?
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