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Pea May 2014
An atheist experiencing deja vu
An atheist having fear of ghosts
An atheist struggling to live

An atheist meets an ableist
Saying personality isn't such a thing to be divided

I don't believe in you but I have no more than empty

Erasing faces, justifying phases
I am not a moon or I am
I am going to read The Bell Jar for the first time
Or never
I hope I was her

An atheist wishing reincarnation did exist
An atheist's head wrapped by plastic bag

Found you

Another medical pill I don't want to swallow
Triggering white clothes

I am not going to a psychiatrist
Ever
Sorry
Pea May 2014
Unlike the sea,
I stabbed by do re mi
Bleed until a la, a ti
A higher do on the bottom of a pond!

Unlike smoking,
Too much fascinated by fake kindness kills you
Hit by another train
I breathe strangers' death on the street, in front of a hospital
There, spiders, there, cockroaches
Rains hard, a cricket flood
Don't catcall me, I am scared!
Where's the rainbow?
I have fear of insects and sometimes people

Scream for me if you don't want me to
Cry for me if you don't want me to
Begin your episode if you want me to stop
I'll clap and clap and clap and clap
*I am a clown! A happy clown!
Clap and clap and clap and clap
Pea May 2014
Childlike mind
A body of 97 year old lady
Putting on rubber boots, entering a forest

Cheetah's legs
Giggling, humming
Rotten teeth

Dark, dark, turn on the sunlight
No starlight reaches ground
No moonlight saves sound
Of, of skin wrinkling

Fishy tongue
Silver head
Copper heart
Bleeding

Keep running
Like a cheetah
Giggling, the lake's lost sparks
Drowning

No blue sky for eye
Stomach without butterfly
Let the wind sing, scream, anything

Cheap cone
Melted ice cream
Ants, ants, fire ants
I
Pea May 2014
I am as sweet as
doomsday; ruined, crushed, bleak; full of
denials of deaths.
It's just an ordinary mood swing.
Pea May 2014
The air around me
changed; I breathe new air; I have
a brand new sweet lungs!
I just found a great online bookstore for my local area and it feels like I'm a 31 December's 5 year old girl that just experienced blowing my own birthday candles after all year attending so many 5th birthday parties. So exhilarating.
Pea May 2014
"I feel loved but I
never be happy*) because
of it. Go away."

It was another
nightmare I din't mind having.
At least, I met you.
*)We both know you don't
ever want to be happy
and love is selfish.
Pea May 2014
I'm ashamed; posting
these awkward poems; expecting
you'd read this and smile.
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