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Pounding and grinding,
Toiling and bending,
The steel bends to the hammer's blows,
Something attempted, something made, my life laid bare upon the anvil of life, Forged in the fires of loss, and quenched in the waters of fear. I am how I was Forged, sharp and strong, yet with the loss I am facing, I feel dull and weak.
Love burns hot and bright and I'm sorry,
That I have a hard time feeling the heat,
For most my life what I felt was cold and dark,
For you I'm willing to accept the light,
For you I'm willing to face any plight,
For you are mine
These minor aggravations,
These irritations,
Are driving me insane,
Day by day, just getting worse,
Taking things too far,
Fear is something that is delt everyday,
Evidently you forgot to pick up your cards,
Anger, while for most it burns hot and red,
For me it burns cold and white,
The rage courses through my veins, watch out they say for those who's rage burns cold,
For they are truly the ones to be afraid,
Always in control, never yelling always whispering,
Bringing out fear with their rage,
To this I beseech thee think and ye may survive,
The rage inside.
 Nov 2017 Charlotte Ivy
Illona
Is being Different wrong?
Why it feels like that
They say
"Dare to be Different"
But now what
You will judge me
Because i'm Different
Or maybe you will
Leave me
Because i'm Different


-S.I
Day by Day,
We are living,
But are we truly living, when talking screen to screen,
Becomes the new face to face,
When the human voice gives way and our ears begin to decay,
When touches give way to technology,
A touch becomes a "poke",
A feeling becomes words on a page,
When we no longer have the guts to stand face to face,
If you ask me, I would say,
We are all succumbing to technology,
When we no longer believe in face to face only finger to screen.
 Nov 2017 Charlotte Ivy
Aver
Breathe
 Nov 2017 Charlotte Ivy
Aver
breathe
i cant
breathe
i know
breathe
the walls are closing in
breathe
i am trapped
breathe
in a cage i built myself
breathe
air cannot break these chains
breathe
there is not enough oxygen in all the atmosphere to fill my hollow lungs
breathe
i cant, i am screaming far too loud
you are silent*
not if you listen
breathe
i cannot see myself anymore
breathe
thats not such a bad thing afterall
*breathe
 Nov 2017 Charlotte Ivy
Em
Anxiety
is a breath never released
suffocation of the lungs
and the whole of your mind
Anxiety
is a clock
that never stops ticking
with the constant click, from past to present
Time never ends
and oh darling
nor does anxiety.
Breathe in,
Breathe out.
Take a deep breath.
Keep breathing.
Breathe in,
Breathe out.
What am I going to do
When the only reason I was breathing
Was you?

m.c.c.
Don’t forget to get away every once in awhile,
To lose yourself in a book
Or in the woods behind your home
Ride your bike into the sunset,
Sit on your front steps and count the cars passing by,
Lay on your roof and gaze up at the night sky,
Drive along backroads with the windows rolled down
Listening to nothing but the sound of rushing wind

I hope you take the time to be alone,
To sort through the cluttered shelves of your heart

I hope you take the time to be silent,
To close your eyes and just listen

I hope you take the time to be still,
To quiet your mind and experience the beauty
Of simply Being

In a world that tells us we should always be
Connected, on the go, and doing something worth sharing,
I hope you know it’s okay to
Disconnect, slow down, and keep some memories
Between you and the moment you shared it with.
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