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Liz And Lilacs Jun 2015
Do you ever feel alone?
Not just alone, but
...alone.

Everything is kind of empty,
and you can't quite feel whole.
Sure, there are people around,
but you don't really feel there,
or maybe it's they who aren't there.

It's not just alone,
it's *lonely.
I can't quite put what I'm feeling into words.
Liz And Lilacs Jun 2015
***
Most people give up on themselves so easily.
*Don't.
Liz And Lilacs Jun 2015
Dry skin,
****** nose,
cracked lip,
bruised knuckles.

Shattered vase,
empty bottle,
hair ties,
leather belt.

Closed eyes,
stinging palm,
sore cheek,
***** breath.

One word,
one thought,
one plea:
*Stop.
I cannot separate me from "we".
Liz And Lilacs Jun 2015
My writing used to mean something.
I promise.
But now I try to write
and then the keyboard is wet
and my eyes are burning
and the words don't come out right
I swear it used to mean something
but I don't know how to be eloquent
and I've forgotten how to articulate
and why
*why can't I find the same meaning?
sorry sorry sorry sorry
Liz And Lilacs Jun 2015
I can only breathe the air
after it has rained,
when it tastes like lightning
and thunder and sky.
It's the only time my lungs
feel clean and your breath
isn't there and the burning stops.

You left a storm in my mind
and an icy wind in my heart.
It's storming, come dance in the rain?
Liz And Lilacs Jun 2015
Let me hear a lie,
to ease the bitter taste
the truth has left behind.
Lies taste so sweet,
sickly and sticky and sweet.
Tell me everything will be okay.
Tell me it gets better.
Let me hear a lie.
I can no longer tell if I'm an optimist or a cynic
Liz And Lilacs Jun 2015
Two hours of sleep
Nightmare.
A piece of cheese and a *******
for lunch
Close the curtains
I hate the sunlight
three blankets
sweaty but safe
go home
stay home
leave me alone
Did you eat?
enough
You're worrying me.
Empty words, cold replies
go back to sleep
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