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Brie Williams Oct 2017
Does your spirit swim like mine?
In a sea of ecstasy
In a land of cliche
Does it dig it's way out of the sand
And reach back in when it sees you
Does your spirit ache with fright
And joy
And anger
Like mine.
Brie Williams Oct 2017
To the girl who stays up weeping,

   I hope you find some rest. I hope you wake up to the sun's warm rays and feel it's slight caress. I hope you don't remember a thing that made you cry the night before. Of course you will though. You always do. I know you'll stay up weeping, tomorrow night too. It would be strange if you didn't. No, you don't need pills. Well you do. But you don't. Don't. And when you wake up the next day- I hope you forget the night before-again. Even for a minute or two.
Brie Williams Oct 2017
If I could see across the sunny ridge
I'd make sure you saw it too and I'd fall back down again
If the Earth could grab you with it's arms
I'd make it let you go even though you'd never know what had happened
I don't need you to pay me in your false gratuity
I know your smile is nothing and aching
You never disappoint me
You're the easiest one to read
And I hope that you can see it someday
Because your mirror shines to bright for you
And the winner isn't always you
And if I threw it all away
Maybe you would see but then you'd watch yourself cry
You're such a waste of time
Brie Williams Oct 2017
In desperate times
When the radio doesn't sing like it promises
And the jokes aren't funny
I climb into a box and wait
And after that wait I climb out
And I hear the radio sing the way it should
And the jokes are funny
Brie Williams Aug 2015
Ginger ginger ginger tree
Upon the window seal you hang
Taunting me taunting me taunting me slow
Thank you for never letting go
I miss seeing you
Brie Williams Aug 2015
I know the greats don't use click bait or even know what that is. I drank my best friend. It left us both dry. Now I've been branded. It's my choice. You have a hold on my soul. I'll never tell you so. He thinks I'm a **** and you think I'm gold. I think I'm neither but what do I know
Brie Williams Aug 2015
I just want to tell you that I miss you and I think you're great and there's no one else I'd rather spend the entire night crying my eyes out over than you. But  I don't walk backwards as easily as you so I'll just stay where I am.

Love sometimes,
Me
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