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 Apr 2016 Rhiannon
Sarah Spang
I got low
I went down
In my descent
I brushed the ground
And down below
Amidst the dirt
My ***** fingers
Combed the earth
I went deeper
Nails and teeth
The bones of trees
The stones beneath.
And then- at last-
Upon the fringe
My hands brushed hell
My fingers singed
I reached bottom
Saw you there
Immersed in fire's
Dancing flare.

At the bottom
At the end
I watched you burn
And fell again.

The inferno's twice as hot
When you have to watch someone you love

Burn.
 Apr 2016 Rhiannon
Sean Ryan
Silent               he goes unseen
Drifting along the city streets
Leaving no trace of a presence
A gift               a curse

Stealthily               a predator among prey
Taking what he needs
Food, water, money,
A gift                     a curse

Alone                    he goes unseen
In a group of people, no trace of his presence
Left to drift through the streets
A curse

Lonely
 Apr 2016 Rhiannon
ryn
Amplified
 Apr 2016 Rhiannon
ryn
Every response received.
Every nuance perceived.

Every phrase heard and said.
Every word written and read.

Every thought conceived.
Every emotion bereaved.

Only gets quietly swept under...
Where they moil and fester.

Fought to suppress
I really have tried.
But anxiety has made plans
to have EVERYTHING
AMPLIFIED.
Anxiety attacks debilitate.
 Apr 2016 Rhiannon
ryn
Hug
 Apr 2016 Rhiannon
ryn
Hug
I wish for a hug...
One that lasts only mere seconds.
Yet could only mean nothing
but eternity.

I long for a hug...
One that finds me struggling,
and offers the line that'll hoist me up
so that the whims of the world
would simply fall away.

I yearn for a hug...
An embrace that grants me the briefest
moment of solace.
Amidst the clamour and chaos
that overwhelm.

I want a hug...
One that's unconditional.
One that'll just take me in, as I am.
One that wouldn't cringe
at the misfit of my bones.
One that wouldn't judge
if our heartbeats don't
thump in sync.
 Apr 2016 Rhiannon
Lost
Pain Killer
 Apr 2016 Rhiannon
Lost
Contrary to popular belief,
depression is the best pain killer there is.
It forces itself down your throat,
and canon-***** into your stomach.
Ripples chills throughout your body,
that's when you know it's starting to work.
It pulses through your veins,
numbness radiating through you.
Soon,
there is no pain.
It will consume you until there is nothing left,
just the hollow shell
of a once
happy
girl.
I had this revelation today.
 Apr 2016 Rhiannon
Anderson M
Time stills and am instantaneously
Suspended in the aura of her awesomeness
And when she stops
I plummet unobstructedly
In the unforgiving and cruel ‘space’
Of awkwardness, how I hate these drops
Of punctuated silence
But somehow good fortune makes amends
And her lips curve softly and delicately
Into a smile so radiant it’s unmistakably
So effortless and full of class
Its apparent empty talk’s grossly superfluous
In the heat of the moment
We embrace easing the physical torment.
 Apr 2016 Rhiannon
leona chaput
Take me Jesus by the hand
Lead me to your promised land
Where there's peace and no
More sorrow
Where you take me by
My hand
With power lead on Jesus
Towards the place
Where your angels are
Singing songs of praise
To honor you with love
Lead me, lead me with you
To the place you call heaven
Lead me, lead me, take me
In your precious hands
With glorious love
Where I can find your
Perfect love

                                               BY:  Leona Chapu
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