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Jena T Dec 2019
I crave the gentle feel of your hand on my thigh.
Just that simple sensation.
No words needing say.
Just you and I.
But you gave it all away.
In the harshest kind of lie.
So I sit with this craving I cannot deny.
Knowing it's something I must contain.
Jena T Dec 2019
When the feelings die
And the cracks turn into cliffs
I'll fall down and break apart
Into the smallest pieces

I'll let myself scatter with the wind
Till the pain fades
And I hear my pulse in my head
Then I'll piece myself together again

No piece will be the same and it might sit in a different place
Little lines will streak my body
Scars of all my grief

I'll become a beautiful mosaic
Each piece an art
Every line a memory
And when my days are done
I'll look and smile at what I have become.
Jena T Dec 2019
What I know I've never seen
It comes from inside
This place I reside
Speaking of wrong and right
Where fairytales are written and myths live in might
A chaotic place of dark and light
Behold its beauty and beware its bite
Jena T Dec 2019
The waters fill in tight
Till the waves drown every sight
Hold your breath until it feels right
To let it go and let the water bite

Breathe in deep till it no longer hurts
When you're ready follow me and stay alert
Don't touch the native life or be curt
Everyone here is kind and works in concert

It's a long way down to the bottom
By time we reach it you'll have forgotten
All your woes and sorrows no longer wanton
It happens to all who drown in this sea of the lost souls we have begotten
Jena T Dec 2019
It's old and it's new
Going round or changing the numbers that accrue
Chiming and clicking for every moment I ever knew
A stranger that marks each second and moon of blue
Never dying on its march of eternity without a clue
That it was never real but only perception's fool.
Jena T Dec 2019
In every dream I wander
Searching
Every night I journey
Searching
For what?
I do not know.
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