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 Mar 2021 a poet gray
abby
unstable
 Mar 2021 a poet gray
abby
i lash out at anyone deserving,
i love way too hard,
this illness is so unnerving,
and i feel like i’m breaking into shards,
i know i can’t handle this,
i know i won’t last much longer,
i’ll stay as long as i can if time permits,
i’ll try to make it farther.
 Mar 2021 a poet gray
Honeybee
Why are you like this?

Why am I like this?

Why are we like this?
...
Whether it is a blessing or a curse.
My darling you,
Are worth it.
The neighbors seem so vivacious
As they mull about outside my window,
Sun kissing their skin.
The mothers cling to their children,
And sweat clings to the aching muscles of workers
As they bustle,
Hustling mattresses out of the house
And building supplies in.
We exchange cautious smiles
As I sit here in the staleness of my room,
The monotony of this routine.
They are so alive.
I wish I was too.
Our Inner City’s
Wilderness of steel and stone.
We are strangers lost
 Mar 2021 a poet gray
Tyler Jones
As the sun rises
Im dizzy with momentum
Racing off the edge of my mind
Cant settle this mettle of mine
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