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 Mar 2021 Jonas
pandemoniac
stainless steel and skin
do make the worst of friends
the friction
the senses
survive and protect

will love always leave
is light simply a lie
stainless
steel blades
play god and death defy

electric is my mind
my heart is numb and small
senses
just lave
Over walls cold and tall

am i just worth not
the love ; you're unaware.
doesn't
hurt much
i'll go deeper so you care

my mind only filled
with endorphins happy red
pockets
of proof
of life; the raccoon fed

stainless steel and skin
do make the best of friends
buzzing,
living.
the cuts and seams i penned
the journey of self harm - from the time you use it when you're sad, to the time it's your only source of happiness
 Mar 2021 Jonas
Weasel
No one ran me over with their car
Or abandoned me out in the rain
No one dropped me in a toilet
Or opened me up and fried me
Or dropped me and cracked the screen

I'm just defective
It's not your fault
Manufacturer error

You should probably just send me back and ask for a new one.
 Mar 2021 Jonas
NightOwls
My Guy
 Mar 2021 Jonas
NightOwls
There was this guy
troubled guy
angry guy
deeply wounded guy
who made an imprint on my heart
It's still there, you see,
never to leave.
He loves me
I know he does
but he's just
a depressed guy
lonely guy
Never wants to heal guy.
So, I wait for the day
when he's got it all figured out.
Maybe he will see
that I want to be his girl
adoring girl
hug me so tight never leave girl.

Maybe one day.
#love #timing #relationships #healing
 Mar 2021 Jonas
Rose Cliff
Switch
 Mar 2021 Jonas
Rose Cliff
We constantly flip the switch
                                  footsteps approaching *
“Hurry”
                                                 “Shhh”
               *flick

They can’t know we live in the dark
“Oh, ****—”
“Somebody get—"
Oh, god… this is… loud. And bright. And overwhelming. What is this beeping noise? It hurts. Oh, my head…
“We’re losing—”
I want to cope,
But I cannot.
I try music,
You know, listening to it??
Singing it?
Writing it?
But my mom says shut up.
I try to sleep,
You know, until the next day?
When I sleep on it and it's better in the morning??
But my mother says I am too lazy.
I try,
But it’s not hard enough.
The stale smell
of beer
and wasted lives
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