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 Aug 2014 Cas
nate k
gamble
 Aug 2014 Cas
nate k
rip these skins  
  glued upon
    my pale,
paled  w r i s t s
    lined
    with trains of
    dried-up
    closed self-
inflicted  w o u n d s
    and smother
    me in air of
pretty  p h r a s e s
     that depict
     life and
t r a g e d y
07.Jul.12. 20:29.
(c) nate k. 2012
 Aug 2014 Cas
nate k
115 days clean
 Aug 2014 Cas
nate k
i wish to kiss her wrists
just like the blades once did;
replace those scars with wisps
of hope life once forbid
(c) nate k. 2014
for lucy.
 Jul 2014 Cas
nate k
surface
 Jul 2014 Cas
nate k
head sways
from left to right
arms swinging
back and forth
walking traipsing
treading
the careful
surface of your
teacup filled with
the bitterest coffee
no sugar
no cream
no teaspoon
to save you from
falling
do
     w
         n
(c) nate k.  2014
 Jul 2014 Cas
m
conversation
 Jul 2014 Cas
m
we sat there
face to face
mouth dried
heart opened wide.
i thought i'd let you back in
but i've wasted my time
enough already.
i'd apologize, too
i guess
for being so ignorant
and selfish,
but you should be the one
to speak first
but you're not
and it angers me.

i'm angry,
you should too.
i'm sad,
you should too.
i want to say something,
you should too;
but we sat there
mouth dried.

"listen," you said.
but nothing.
just some rain tapping the window behind me.
this *****,
 Jul 2014 Cas
victoria
2:34 am
 Jul 2014 Cas
victoria
i think the bindings
of my spine have
finally concaved
into tiny screws to
drill away the tattered
scabs of my marred
stitches into the skin
of my mouth.
i wasn't supposed to
s c a t t e r
this way.
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