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Tabitha Lee Jan 2022
Really. This could depend if you are religious and well I am not. This could be you looking for warning signs in teenagers for suicide too, which I lack, I am just very impulsive. I have been told many things but the one that sticks to me is, why else would you be here? No reason, good. Follow me. Its a question that puts a rabbit hole of things that I think you dont want to hear. On a different day, I could tell you that there is a purpose but not everyone knows what it is. Its something you find within yourself. In a dark time like this, I would tell you that you just exist and you just live and breathe. Both are the sides of the same coin, Your purpose is within you. You define and live by that. It's your choice and that is my thoughts.
Red
Red is the rose
and the polish on my toes

Red is the kiss on my cheek
and my dress– truly chic

Red is also blood
and bodies in the mud

Red is red
Love and dead.
  Jan 2022 Tabitha Lee
ruqayyah
i find that i write the best
just after a fight
just after i've cried
just after the tears have fallen

doesn't matter what story it is
happy, sad, mysterious
funny, tragic, ridiculous
i will always write it well

because any story i write
after a fight, after i've cried
is a story that gives me the most comfort
because any fiction

is better than this.
Tabitha Lee Jan 2022
Star-crossed and your happy.
In a different timeline
Adoration as your friend
Your "i love you"s are platonic
I know your taste and smell
I fell asleep in that lap
Cried the most painful cry to you
You held me and say you will never leave me
Haven't yet and see that my eyes scream my pain
The curves i know i shouldnt
Friends dont do what we do
I lost my name in the process of my exploition
Just trying to find myself again
Those eyes make it worth my time
Hold my hand, hug me tight
Catch a few more tears
Build my escape together...or I can do it myself
I dont want to ruin a friendship so ill love from a distance
That is ok
I wish you felt the same way too
Wish he knew...
Tabitha Lee Jan 2022
Brick by overbearing brick
I will heal and once more fly like before
Spreading my wings wide, outside of this cage
Soar high, Soar far,

With every drop of sweat and tears
I carry my load to that wall
To patch up the holes that got created
Some heavy, some light

With every brick, theres willpower
Brimming, overflowing over
Always put another foot forward
Seeing it for what it is...an escape route out

Every drop of sweat and tears
Filled in the buckets by it
Used to make my rations
Watering for the future flowers outside this cage

This brick layed escape route worked
On the first, the older cage that imprisoned me
For my wings weren't fully grown and they were clipped too
Its escape happened and a new cage got made

This shall end in my demise or my freedom
I shall die from laying these bricks down or drowning in these buckets
I shall feel the wind in my wings if its by noose or flapping away
This requires no requiem but praise...

A praise for survival or escape
I took an effort to get to the end result
Made the bricks, used my sweat and tears
So i say goodbye for now, so i can try free myself once more
Tabitha Lee Jan 2022
Look at the stars
I am looking at them too
But your skin and bones
All so beautiful

I drew lines for you
Lines turned to words
Words to prose...
All so beautiful.

All so beautiful
Your cries and laughs
The unique curvature
All so beautiful.
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