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winter Feb 2021
I just felt a timeless feeling
I'm drowned out with a song
And I see myself dead
And wonder who will hear
This same song
And see the same images
I wonder who
Listened to Elton John or Eric Satie
And saw themselves dead
With people of the future listening in
I can feel them now
winter Feb 2021
here i lay on this cold section of the stage
where no one can see
where i escape
it is the same as death encompasses me
experiencing the narrative through
to the end
winter Jan 2021
There is an attitude
about coming together
to create something new

I wonder if that is the cause
For corruption
When someone steps up
To take another's place
To carry out something prewritten
There is no longer the cause
There should never have been
Permanence in legislature
winter Jan 2021
I am no different
Than any child close to death
Even if my bones
Seem to be so feeble
My health is not eternal
There was a time when
We would've been the same
winter Jan 2021
I'm tired of rotating through
the same conclusions
winter Jan 2021
my body decomposing like
its telling me to die already
winter Jan 2021
panic sits in my chest
and waits for privacy
everyday i can feel
myself erasing
i want to live without tears
permanently resting in my eyes
watching for that moment when
all else turn away
waiting to be unseen
until then it bottles up
until then i swallow
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