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 Jun 2017 Latri
Saige Detomas
I was created for the sun
I know because my hands hold the warmth of the sun itself
I exist to offer it to other people
And it's beautiful to me
The sunlight that flows through the world
Thick and rich
Maple syrup
Coasting from the sky and slowing down time
Soaking into my arms
Filling me with warmth
It closes my eyelids and wraps me in an airy blanket
Every day I inhale the sunlight
Fill my lungs with the helium of spring until my stomach explodes out of my body to go explore the fields
Oh to live in that feeling
To be nothing but a girl
Laying on a hill,
I'm a hammock,
On a towel on the beach
Soaking in the sunlight
Bathing in the warmth
I have to hold the sunlight until my palms burn
Everyday I turn my palms to the sky and beg for more of the beauty
To cover every part of the until I begin to glow myself
Every time I venture outside
I long to reign in the sky and shape it into my eyes,
Sprinkled with grass
I'll pull at the trees until they turn into strands of my own hair
Roll my arms in the dirt until my freckles are three shades darker.
I am a sponge
God created me to absorb his creation until it flows back out of me.
I was created to be the trees
To extend my arms to heaven and shade those few who cannot love the sun the same way I do
The sunlight has always been, always will be,
My sustenance
It grows me so one day I might reach the sky
And hold onto the clouds
 Jun 2017 Latri
kyle Shirley
These late stages of depression ive been lonely.

I'm now starting to realize that I have hope, but not for me, for you.

I hope you found what you were looking for, while struggling to keep it together with me.
I hope you can be yourself around him, and not this monster you have shown me.

I hope he sees the love and life in your radiant eyes as you look up at him, the eyes haunt me still.
That smile when he makes you laugh will be the backbone of all conversations, because he will be lost staring at you while your deep in a story, and your smile will bring him back.

I hope he sees your power to up lift the ones around you, and the ability to bring ones you love close together.

Most of all, I hope he sees the future with you, the one I've been addicted to for so long. The white dress, the dancing under the blue moon... and I hope he loves your kids with a love that's more than love...

I've been in pain for so long, I can't even remember what happiness feels like.
 Jun 2017 Latri
dawnie
White ink
 Jun 2017 Latri
dawnie
I've written entire novels about you, a soliloquy of my heart.
My logic did not approve, so I have fashioned a new art.
White ink on white paper- for you cannot hate what you cannot see.
It seems my heart has fooled my brain with words it cannot read.

— The End —