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Day 1d
The glass shattered on the floor
&
I stared at it

- i threw it on the ground but,
I couldn’t comprehend my purposeful
destruction -

I loved that cup

Why did I break it?

Sadness fills me up -but- like that cup
I can’t contain the content anymore
Day 1d
Honestly, I’m really tired of this conversation
and worn down from this constant repetition

I’m just here -
Not a girl, not a boy
Tired of being treated
Like some type of toy

Please stop -
Asking me
How to make it work
Because
I don’t know.

I don’t t ever ******* know.
Day Feb 6
maybe it’s the drugs
maybe it’s just how I feel


but you don’t get to tell me what is and isn’t real
Day Jan 19
Sank into the black ink  
and bathed in the warmth of his skin
inebriated
&
willingly losing my breath.

My back burned red and
water filled my ears.

It was easy to drown the
sound of doubt
circling in the drain -    

Until it wasn’t

Until flesh turned cold
And my bones told
that it was time to go.  

Tears came but
they couldn’t heat me up.

As the tub emptied,
I sat shivering for a while
a chilly sting
lingering
on my chest.
Day Dec 2020
Most days
I have no goal
Say it ain't
So
I lost my
Soul
Somewhere
In the river
Poor little me stuck in the
Present
I've got no place else to go
Day Dec 2020
I still don’t know how
to express

This ever constant,
beating in my chest

A dark grey pulse

My heart
crossfaded with
love and loneliness
Day Dec 2020
Woke up feeling, uncomfortably content.
So, I drove myself to the
edge of sanity.
I sat there a while,
wondering
what comes next.
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