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Mya Jun 2018
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Its nothing more than a place holder to represent the looming emptiness in my head.
Mya Jun 2018
I miss the taste
Of the Lake
On my lovers longing lips

I miss the smell of the water
In his hair
As I run my fingers through it

I miss the sun
Reflecting off the crystal brown surface
In his eyes.

Through him
I guess
I still miss the Lake
Where does my heart truly belong?
Mya Jun 2018
I don't bloom
Because you command me to
If I bloom at all
It will be
Because
I am finally ready
To face the world
And because
The world is finally
Ready for me
Am I beautiful yet?
Mya Jun 2018
These whiskey feelings
I give myself
Straight from the cup
Tonight
**** me more than anything else
And leave me more empty
Than I have ever been
****.
Mya Jun 2018
**** this place.
Home is a heart. Not a location. And I have neither.
Mya Jun 2018
The Lake
Rejected
Me
Even when
I thought
I was worthy
Even when
I was finally ready.
Mya Jun 2018
It rejected me
The lake
It truly did

My soul had never been so devastated
I jumped once more
Deep off the dock
To the very bottom

I let my body go limp
take me
I preached
But no
Not yet I guess


My body rose
Like a hot hair balloon
Crashing not to the sky
But to the surface of the water

And my lungs re-inflated
With the hatred of this world
I pushed myself back under
Breathing in the precious liquid
Brown in color

But no,
not yet
Not me.
For I am
Not worthy
Of The Lake
Eventhough I pray it would save me so.
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