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As we struggle for air
Waves crash black bones,
Trees subjugate,
Flocks congregate,
Lost, like dog without bone,
We wither away endlessly
Without a say,
but remain warm
For arms of open joy,
As we fear we might lose
A place we once built,
But remain blind
Of her flawless beauty.
I was not supposed to get this far;
I should not breathe this air.
I'm riding a wave of borrowed time
I don't believe is fair.

I'm older and wiser
and fatter and poorer
and I'm burning my fuse
at both ends

But tomorrow I'll wake up
and put on my make up
And try not to let down my friends.
How is everybody? I think I need this outlet again. It has really been a while. It would be nice to catch up with anybody who wants to shoot me a message.
 May 2017 Hannah Jones
Dharker
Stretching far
For temptations clearly seen
Mindless as can be
Like a flower barely touching water
 May 2017 Hannah Jones
FromMySoul
I have poured out my restless soul and I have laid it at your feet
I have laughed and I have loved and I have mourned in our defeat
I have felt your soul breathing within my arms and I have laid my body down
Lived lifetimes in your eyes and in love with you...I have drowned
I have chewed my pride and I have spit it out, left my ego dying in the street
And I have called and I have cried and I have felt love beyond belief
To you,
The love....that lingers in my soul
I shall always remember, always surrender, and never let you go
 May 2017 Hannah Jones
dth
Naked
 May 2017 Hannah Jones
dth
Come and unplug the lamp;
Close your eyes and lie down,
Let's explore each other in the dark.

Come and unravel the walls I built around people;
Unbutton the secrets I kept for myself;
Unhook the happiness I failed to attach to anyone;
Unlock the doors I closed ever so tightly so that nobody could enter;
Uncover my mind and touch me softly there.

Come and watch me do it all;
As I'm opening up my soul to you,
Layer by layer.
I was fully clothed;
Yet you saw me bare,
Completely naked.
I've never liked role models.
I don't like people,
or those who tell me how to be,
or what to do.
Honestly, I'm me,
not you.
"Be a role model, you've got to!"
So I set myself as an example,
of what not to do.
Found myself becoming,
a goal that you shouldn't pursue.
Tattoos,
torn shoes,
and a couple loose screws.
I might not be much to aspire to,
but I don't regret it,
there's nothing I'd undo.
I don't want a personal hero, nor do I want to be one. I'm me, I'd like to try to be more like me, not others.
 May 2017 Hannah Jones
Just Me R
Whisper so softly
So we can hear angel's tears fall from the skies
Touch more gently
Than the wings of butterflies
Love unconditionally
With honesty and purity
Live happily
As tomorrow is not guaranteed
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