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Truth
If spoken anytime
Becomes an Ernest prayer that is replied from heaven
Notes (optional)
I bury my face in the pillow
While the pillow smothers my dreams
And my dreams devour my heart
But none of this can be seen
When it's covered by my sheets
Shared on Hello Poetry on January 20, 2016. Copywrite under Bianca Reyes.
 Jan 2016 Eiliv Advena
Dia
Home
 Jan 2016 Eiliv Advena
Dia
my home is not 4 walls and a bed, it's your eyes and everything in your head..
 Jan 2016 Eiliv Advena
MD
I can't force myself
I don't feel a ******* thing
For anyone but you
 Jan 2016 Eiliv Advena
Joyce
My head is spinning.
Thoughts are clinging.
Words are swirling
twirling around.
Loud noises I hear.
But there is no sound.
Try to escape this fog
on winters ground.
Find a light that will
guide my way.
I mumble and stumble
so fragile yet humble.
I'm not myself today.
 Jan 2016 Eiliv Advena
Lexie
Damn.
 Jan 2016 Eiliv Advena
Lexie
**** these words, in my head
**** these wounds, how they bled
A cord that tightens
And strings that break
I'm a paper town
Thin, fragile, and frail

**** this fight, I cannot win
**** these demons, that laugh within
A butterfly bereft of its wings
And a discarded cocoon
I'm a shell
That broke to soon

**** these sleeves, that hide
**** my head, logic tried
A sliver of sanity
And a drop of hope
I'm clinging to it
Like a rope

**** these games, we play with words
**** this heart, that's never heard
A night I'll never have
And stars I'll never see
I'm blind and alone
Come look with me
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