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 Sep 2020 Laiba
Tony Anderson
I cut myself daily
Mentally
Physically
Emotionally


The physical cuts
Watching the healing flow of blood
Pour from my veins
Cleansing my soul


The emotional cuts
Never thinking I’m good enough
Calling myself stupid
Trying and failing
Time and again
Feeling lost
Feeling afraid
Feeling unwanted


The mental cuts
My mind bringing up things from the past
Laughing and taunting of bullies
Being yelled at
Being rejected
Getting beat up
Things that happened years ago
Put the mind can not
Nay
Will not forget


I cut myself daily
Mentally
Physically
Emotionally
 Sep 2020 Laiba
David P Carroll
The sky is gray and
There is no birds singing today
There is no leaf on a vine or tree
Only Winter is here to stay..
Winter ❄️
 Sep 2020 Laiba
Acora
As soon as ruby lips met mine;
Contrast this opposite my own fair time
with him
I’d rather she be here. But pieces of
decision come hidden under frail silk
and I remain in bed instead of up
 Sep 2020 Laiba
Acora
Youth desires trysts
hot blood,
and new pursuers-
She desires more ease than work
not to seek but be sought after;
And I possess Her like the rest,
somehow I’ve had two lovers-
Yet both are not who I would have picked for myself,
both male and wildly immature...

I get myself into tight spots because of this desire,
and then wish just as quick to run from the admirer,
I want, all at once,
to be wanted and to be alone,
For Logic tells me
“you need none”
but my body wants Youth’s hot fun...
Syringa vulgaris, or lilac, the flower of young love...
 Sep 2020 Laiba
Acora
his lips on my skin...
Today I feel I want it all-
tomorrow I’ll want nothing.
And surrendering, at this point,
feels much harder than fighting.
I’ll continue
with his lips on my skin
but still; I want
girls, girls, and someone new to love.
written in December of last year

Buttercups, for his childishness.
 Sep 2020 Laiba
Acora
And very much not you.
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