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Jul 2014 · 379
hand holds
erin walts Jul 2014
blood speckles my hands
like the poppy seeds on your morning bagel
shaking at a crime scene bedecked with plastic yellow tape
but only noticing my hands
dried crimson
and how the light flakes of my silk flesh delicately rise to
the surface like oil in a vast cerulean ocean
no spirit can drown the sorrows of my sins

still
you come at me with your pepper sunlight
you and your dandelion ways
a comedic smile
strawberry jam heart preserves

a hand holds many things
except a fighting chance


and
some way
some day      
some how



I'll be average at best
Jun 2014 · 315
too young
erin walts Jun 2014
I love you
but know
I can't fall in love
I can't fall in lust
I can't fall in trust
I can't fall in starry eyes
I can't fall for all the lies
I can't fall in perfection
I can't fall in nostalgic recollection
but mostly I can't fall for you
I know
goodbye is the only truth
Jun 2014 · 312
Volcanic
erin walts Jun 2014
and the breath upon your neck will be ever so hot
and I will be the life you never knew
swirling around
dancing like fire
dancing like the tongue behind your mouth
every single fiber of your being will want me
every single centimeter of my skin will want you
and as fire melts the Earth
we will become almost living
magma
eating its way through everything
and everyone
slow and beautiful
breathing and breathing
breathing and beating
squeezing and squeezing
until we explode
Jun 2014 · 580
Tupperwear
erin walts Jun 2014
I've got too many things in my pockets
a broken hourglass, a fallen star, a pinch of jealousy,
and the keys to
your car.
When I think about the future, it all seems too far...
so here I keep my heart, in my pocket,
in a Tupperwear jar.
Sometimes I feel like crying
tears...they ruin my face with the streaks of blackened lament
and I drown myself in *****
at the bar.
Jun 2014 · 466
on a subway train
erin walts Jun 2014
You can be there
and still be here,
but you can't be here
and still be there.

So meet me half-way
and together we'll stay
on a soft heart melody
melting.
peculating down into the porous
Earth.
Jun 2014 · 17.2k
raindrops
erin walts Jun 2014
Just another raindrop in the rain
Just another person
lifeless and plain.
Just another drag to take me away.
Just another patient awaiting cancer and pain.
Just another weight to bare
Just another "I don't care"...
Just another wasted life

I can't tell you what it is
Impatiently waiting for the floor to fall from under my feet
constantly worry
about incomplete
can't compete
everything is


obsolete.

Just another raindrop in the rain
it trickles down the window pane
Jun 2014 · 854
Furnace Dreams
erin walts Jun 2014
the sweet sent of honeysuckle lingers down
the back ally
baking in the summer sun
kids giggle on bikes
with training wheels
and sparkly pink tassels
taste the big pale moon
taste the stars
under a milky twilight
under the sleepy willow tree
this is where he stole
my heart
Jun 2014 · 350
existing
erin walts Jun 2014
Our bodies collide like constellations
a milky taste and a muddy sensation
Breathing and beating,
we move like oceans
into an eternity of something with meaning
; life that exists beyond the natural world.
May 2014 · 410
The Catalyst
erin walts May 2014
The nubilous white smoke
fills my eyes
then i melt
into oblivion
stars collide with glistening shades of yellow,blue,and
grey
i was whisked away into the ocean

deep...deep navy
full of mystery and
pain

waves crash over my head
I'm sinking
down
down
down
The moonlight cascades through the water
bubbles emanate from my mouth

...

then
no longer
the sea has betrayed me
i cannot bare this weight upon my chest
gasp.
gasp for air.
Apr 2014 · 477
Moonlight Sonata
erin walts Apr 2014
The violin played
as I remember,
A past life.
Under a full man in a moon
with
the slight sent of roses in the air.
Pink roses.
baby pink melodies
pink blushing of my cheek
where a gaze meant more
where gossamery touches was the world.
Your hand.
Mine.
Apr 2014 · 1.0k
crawl
erin walts Apr 2014
And I stood there,
with the Junebugs at my feet.
Squashed, smashed, and stepped on.
Broken with defeat.
It looks like a battle scene,
with no one slowly picking them up to bury the dead
and care,
for the wounded.

Not a memorial will be placed

Just run over them.
Their bodies being decimated.

WE are as insignificant
as these creatures seem to us
we are to the UNIVERSE
Apr 2014 · 968
sometimes
erin walts Apr 2014
Sometimes I can feel the blood boiling under my skin
Sometimes I can feel the slight snark of a grin you give me
Sometimes I can feel the Earth breathe and move and melt away
Sometimes I can feel like I know exactly what to say
Sometimes I can feel like I wanna dance in the street in the pouring rain
Sometimes I can feel like I wanna scream out my lungs until my throat is red with pain

and sometimes, sometimes I feel nothing and empty
and like this world is unreal

sometimes...only sometimes...


I feel.
Apr 2014 · 670
Twilight Skies
erin walts Apr 2014
My body is a vessel for my soul
My body grows withered and old
Deep down in the darkness all there is, ...is cold
And I don't know what it means
I don't try to pry at the seams
But sometimes, sometimes my mind runs away
into the abyss of ashes gray
I just want to know
I just want to know
Why the twilight sky looks so resplendent
Filled with fathomless purples and blues
And why GOD why.. why does it make me think of you?

— The End —