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 Jul 2016 Sierra
Sylvia Plath
"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"
 Jul 2016 Sierra
is
and suddenly the ocean roared with life,
waves crashed into the coast,
washing over our bodies as we lay in the sand,

your lips tasted of salt water taffy,
your breath against my neck felt like an ocean breeze,
your hands tickled my skin like the sand against our feet


i closed my eyes and let myself sink deeper and deeper into the shore
the saltwater filled my esophagus
and i screamed your name
but you just watched me sink further until i was no more
 Jul 2016 Sierra
Ashton Taylor
I've given every part of me.
I've given my body to those who didn't deserve it.
I've given my time and energy just to be wasted.
I've given every ounce of love I could muster.

You may have set me on fire and burned me to ash, but I have come back stronger than I ever was before.
 Jul 2016 Sierra
medha
{ refuge }
 Jul 2016 Sierra
medha
Do not seek
refuge in people.
People are transient
like the phases of the moon.
 Jul 2016 Sierra
J
Inside Your Head
 Jul 2016 Sierra
J
I want to permeate your mind
figure out what keeps you up at night
I want to sink into your skin
and find the things that keep you burning
I want to pick apart your brain
and understand your reason for living

I thought my curiousity for the soul of another had died
I thought I would never crave to see someone's insides again
But you are different
You are new
You are you and
I want to know every single bit,
please let me through
this boy is so cute and funny and smart and WOWEE
 Jul 2016 Sierra
Colm
Sourness
 Jul 2016 Sierra
Colm
Sourness escapes my lips,
Pulling tails around my waist,
Into my oldest shoes I slip,
Italian beasts from a bygone age.

My eyes are full of nothing today,
That is except for weariness,
And perhaps a little tiny streak,
Of something resembling  belligerence.

My clock was screaming out dismay,
And I displaced it on a whim,
Desperately searching for a way,
To snooze until a different day.

But no sirree that couldn't be me,
Because this morning I believe,
That I've too much reliability,
To let such sourness ruin me.
Some mornings... Haha
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