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 Mar 2017 Gaffer
Civet Wright
Iron man with his chessmen
Reinvent heretics for God's sake
Rational excuse aforesaid

Iron man with his chessmen
Wild flowers dancing to salute them
Drinking the blood after the game

Let me cherish thee this time
Never bartered you with victorious rime
Let me consecrate individuals with my light
You are your own conducting mind
I walk the same path we all walk on
I share the same laugh and the same cry
My shoes are your shoes
I walk in them every mile that you do

I know how you feel
and sometimes I dont care
and I apologise for that
For everytime I didnt care
For everytime I didnt give from myself
somebody hurt or somebody died

I choose this day to not hurt myself
I choose this day to not hurt you
I choose to feel what it is to be someone else
To feel every fear and every tear
To feel every joy and sorrow
To love you my enemy and to love you my friend
To resist the resistance that comes from within
When I feel a need to divide from you
And to feel like Im better when I to have sin
To love you with love and nothing else again.
 Mar 2017 Gaffer
Megan Taliaferro
A fleeting image,
Black to white.
Dissolving into the night.
A lingering smile,
Burnt upon your soul.
Never leaving your twisted mind.
Haunting my mind,
Pulling at my soul.
Eating away from my light.
A black abyss,
Cradling my soul.
Haunting me, pulling me.
A fleeting image of light,
Corrupted by the dark.
I write often of my depression, this is one of those times.
 Mar 2017 Gaffer
Mercury Chap
I can overload the already built occupation with more competition and make a tower out of it,
in which my work would be only a brick,
Although cemented in the walls but invisible amongst the other bricks.
I don't want to be a brick,
I want to be creator of the tower,
Who will always remain at the base and remembered to the unending apex.
 Mar 2017 Gaffer
nivek
still canvas
 Mar 2017 Gaffer
nivek
another gale blows itself out
its tail left for Europe last night
all is still as a painting
 Mar 2017 Gaffer
Sophia Reichelt
Stable was an understatement. It was as though my hands were attempting to caress my thoughts, and they were seeping through the cracks between my fingers. With each scrutinizing introception my mind seemed to be melting further into despair. To say I was mentally capable to succeed was preposterous, and that was all because of your absence. You left and I was forced into a state of isolation.
I know staying had the potential to drive you mad, and I know you dreamt of a life filled with more than just some frighteningly average girl. I know adolescence never looked good on us. You wanted more then to be trapped in these four walls, with small unwashed windows. I know you craved abnormality. You wanted to be out in the world; not chained to this town. I know you wanted anything and everything. I’m sorry I couldn’t give that to you.
I know we got busy and too caught up in our lives to remember to care, but if you’ll look at the stars tonight I will lay down  and gaze up as well.  You took all I had and lost grip somewhere in between. Part of me wished you could still hold me in your arms, I always like the view looking up into your eyes.
 Mar 2017 Gaffer
nivek
collective
 Mar 2017 Gaffer
nivek
one big mouth to eat
one big sewer to fill
one big question mark.
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