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  Mar 2018 B
Raquel Butler
How does one go upon forgiving
something they never faced?
Avoidance is a forbidden fruit that yields
only bitter aftertaste.
Do we mislead to be okay,
just to elude the debates?
Do we ignore the pain,
just to keep up the harmonious masquerades?
And these contradictions we face:
Of loving someone so much we
disregard our own aches,
even when they are those causal to this fate.
This is a forgiveness we do not create,
this is remembering what we cannot erase.
bloop here's another fire beat for you to eat
B Mar 2018
I make poor life choices and get upset at the results
My life is just something that happens to me
The comforting cowardice in removing my agency
I blame all others but myself
And wonder why things don't get better
I made my bed
Now I must lie awake in it
  Mar 2018 B
crystal holly
i write because paper
always listens
B Mar 2018
I write that this, my illusory ink,
May provide context to chaos and form to fact
That you might remember in the crescent
What I said under the full
  Mar 2018 B
rmh
the words bloomed from my mouth
and the petals fell as i spoke what i'd been
trying to say for the last six months
beautiful and soft
they fell to the floor in swirls
but left behind only dust
speak
  Mar 2018 B
Rachael Judd
I fall into the depths for carefree conversations, where the other person isn’t pretending to be something they’re not. I fall for the childish laughters that rise deep in their stomach. I fall for the inadvertent smilies that grow without the intention of doing so. I fall for the moments right before you sleep when your eyes begin to shut and you drift away into a dream. I fall for the soul of you, not the skin which carries you.
  Mar 2018 B
Mitch Prax
spring has sprung
and i’m left in
the snowy mountains
to face the damage done.
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