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 Dec 2016 Old Soul
Fish The Pig
Devil is a classic man
seducing in all wants
rhythmic shoulders
in a trance
Devil is a classic man
a stand up man
take home to mama man
Devil aint so bad
God said sit down
Devil took my hand
said dance
and oh baby, did I move my feet!
 Dec 2016 Old Soul
wren cole
my bones urge me to
reach out, reach towards you
bear an honest to god broken smile
tell you how violence lives in the back of my mind in a whisper
tell you my will is as thin as paper
dissolve slowly in your arms
but you're so far away
and i have to find a way
to do this on my own
force myself to be okay
gotta stop getting you caught up in my
messy hot glue strings
I'm on the edge of a very big breakdown and i need you now i need you now i gotta stop that can't see you now
He was engrossed in his performance
in the enthralled silence of the audience
catching the subtlest notes from the instrument
as his supple fingers played with the strings
erupting into the finest blend of ragas
freeing the souls of all the stress
converging his heart into his music
eyes closed as in a transcendental state.

But I could not concentrate.

The face behind the beard and the unkempt hair
was familiar.

From a long distant day
I remember those fingers performed in a different way.

The afternoon I came back from school
and mom told me her monies were missing
and he was the only visitor to her room
waiting in the pretext of meeting me
but after a while leaving hurriedly.

He confessed and the money was recovered
but never again the breached trust.

The audience rose in ovation fingers clapping
my own frigid in remembrance
of another performance.
I breathe you.
I breathe you in the first breath I take every morning
I taste you in the NyQuil I have to abuse before I can sleep
I see you in the purple dreams I remember every night

NIGHTMARES

I have nightmares of you.
I nightmare you in my inadequacy and my ignorance
I nightmare you in my clothing and the way I cut my hair
I nightmare you in the tumblr girls I reblog
I nightmare you in the way my breath shortens when I can't breathe you and when I don't want to breathe you.
Asthma attack, you're my air and I loathe you
I want to suffocate but I can't keep suffering like this

I NEED AIR.
REAL AIR.
NOT THIS HELL.

I want to breathe air.
I don't want to breathe you.
I want to dream dreams,
Not nightmares.

You have total grasp of my mind
And you don't even know.
 Nov 2016 Old Soul
Alēa
Ugly words
 Nov 2016 Old Soul
Alēa
These ugly words
Combined on this page
Create terrible pain
Yet somehow
When you breathe upon my neck
These ugly words
Create beautiful madness
 Nov 2016 Old Soul
Star Gazer
Remember a time when you cared about me and my life,
when lights were dim and you lit wood on fire just for me,
before 10:40 p.m was too late to talk to me because you cared,
and now I'm scared, sitting on the edge of my bed afraid
like a cat set astray, I'm afraid of what might come by being alone
because being at home was everything you made me feel
and now the steel, the wood, the bricks are all disappearing
and the searing memory burnt into my mind is all that is present.

Please tell me , do you care enough to tell me you're okay,
tell me about your day, what you feel you have to say,
just the way things had once been. I'm tired and alone
waiting for a hello that probably won't come.

I crave the attention but I'm dying for the reminder that you
at least care about me.

Do you still remember me? The guy who's heart has been hurting
worsened by the simple objects in my room, because my room
is painted purple yet feels blue because I have mental images
that spans limitless, all of which I spent time with you
watched the tissue get discarded onto the floor as we cry our eyes out
from the cloud of movies where a man falls in love with a girl
who becomes his whole world only to have things fall apart
as dismembered hearts sit atop the shelf of books untouched, dust filled
because unwilled hearts chose to separate, and life is so much like nature
left and right danger, trust is a hill and mutual care & love is a mountain,
so very worth it but yet so very hard to climb.
If not....let me feel lonely, let me be alone....because no point in delaying inevitable goodbyes.

I hope I'm not wrong for letting my heart decide who to love...

I'm tired, going to bed.
 Nov 2016 Old Soul
Rotten Meat
Going through so much change
My personalities aren't the same
I think I finally found my future
Lost a friend that I started to know

Went through so many thing
Lost a lover, thought he was the one
No support from parents or anyone
My life took a step off a cliff

I'm still alive, breathing
Taking medications to feel numbness
But I'm still alive
Trying my best to heal

Im off to a good start
At least I have hopes for my future
Most of my lifetime, I've lost hope
Finally I found it

Maybe I'm still the same
But I feel something different
Something that never existed
So this is the new me

I try to stay happy
But it's not easy
Though I have a better control of it
Not letting sorrow win over me

I've learned to go through all of this
By myself with no guidance
Inspirations helped me through
Made me who I am today

So I hope I make it to the end
Living my dream with my new soul
And anyone else who decides to join
Will you be part of my life?

And help me through the bumpy road?
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