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Ayn Aug 2020
One foot after the other,
Climbing up,
Higher and higher.
Until I fall into the sea
Of my own shame.

How long can I tread—
Acting live everything’s all right—
Before I drown?
Ayn Aug 2020
Leave me for the worms,
Run, or let me run.
I don’t care what you do.
I’ll only hurt you
By being here,
So you should just hurt me,
And save yourself
From a corrupt heart.
Ayn Aug 2020
I always wanted
To be seen as an adult,

But is it too late
To start being a kid?
I watch my freedom slowly drip away,
As the responsibilities start to overwhelm it.
Ayn Aug 2020
Simmering through the walls
Shimmering above my head
Shrouding the room
In a cloak of light.
I live inside
This world so bright.
Ayn Aug 2020
Spreading wings
And releasing feathers,
The dove flies through
A ring of flame.

The scroll of negotiation
Unscathed by the battlefield.
  Aug 2020 Ayn
FluorescentShadow
Strings winding,
through and around.
Sharper than knives,
Yet softer than feathers.

Wrapped around my finger,
Connecting it’s vitality.

Is the red my fate...
Or just my blood,
A friend started hinting that he likes me, but i don’t know if that’s true or it’s just my dramatic mind. I don’t even like him like that though...
Ayn Aug 2020
To dehumanize someone
Is to break the chains
That hold their wings
To an earthen reality.

Does complicated emotion
Really prove
That we are above animals?

Or does it drag us down?
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