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Rose Cliff Aug 2021
When I close my eyes
The darkness recedes
But I want the it to take me
To lay me in a bed of grass
And never come wake me
Let my body decompose
And return to this ground
From which I rose

Then let me grow
I will metamorphosize
And bloom into anemones
The flower of the wind
I will study the skies
And learn it’s ways
There I might finally thrive
For I cannot bear this world
But I want to feel alive
Rose Cliff Jan 2023
We strive for the minimal,
Simplicity is safe.
To be bold is to be vulnerable;
An unsteady state.
Rose Cliff Nov 2021
As you wept
I held you tender and mild
And we exchanged
The role of mother and child
Our parents are not infallible
Rose Cliff Aug 2021
If I rip out my throat
You cannot hear me scream
If I blind your eyes
Can you cannot see me heave
Or my tears, you cannot see me cry

But you have bound my hands
And torn my throat
So you cannot hear my screams
But delight in watching
My contorted mouth cry silent tears
Rose Cliff Feb 2019
One two three
How many can I see
In the water, on the roads in the trees
Why is it none of them breathe
Why is it only some of them bleed
Everywhere I am they follow me
Everywhere my dead body
Bringing my broken fantasy
Into the cold light of reality
Reminding me that this won’t last for perpetuity
That I don’t have to suffer for eternity
Rose Cliff Aug 2021
I love God,
Daddy don’t you love god too?
Your the one who introduced us
But daddy, did I find your god?
Because my God loves me
But you made me suffer
In his beloved name.
Rose Cliff Jan 2021
From this place I come and go
Warring time for absence  
But without fault my flesh begins to crumble
So to this place I return
Begging expression to save me
Rose Cliff Apr 2019
I want you to open up my mind
Look past this life’s lies
Ask me what colour did I paint the sky
What does wind look like through my eyes
And what is this force that binds us together
Is it the same force that compels the earth and moon to dance forever
Ask me and I will describe the way the sky bends
They way the moon mends
Each and all of my wounds
You see my mind is a beautiful place
It’s a shame to see you let it go to waste
Rose Cliff Aug 2020
We are not scared of death
We are scared of finality
The possibility that we can come to an end
The line of our lives is not
Perpetually drawn
That the world can exist
When we do not
Because at the end of the day
We are all narcissists
Rose Cliff Sep 2020
Nostalgia is a dangerous emotion
It unknowingly saturates our past in colours so vibrant
So we crave time that never existed
Rose Cliff Aug 2019
Your words mean nothing
Because if they meant something
They would mean everything
Rose Cliff Mar 2019
old habits die hard

and when he doesn't die
he craws up next to you at night
arm on your waist
voice in your ear
"why haven't i seen you lately
my dear"

old habits will be the death of me
every time i get free
he knocks me down
onto the floor
he screams just do it
old habits has opened his door
just complete the ritual
just do it
no one will know
it's our secret
old habits
please keep it

old habits, old prisons

old habits die hard
i thought it would be fine
i gave into his lies
just one more time
but this time
i thought i was dying
i felt like i was dying
hunched over crying
i knew he'd never let me free
old habits has enslaved me
Rose Cliff Mar 2019
We are supposed to express whatever lies deep with In this chest
But as soon as it get too much
It’s end is abrupt
And it is hushed
And it is shoved
Back into the recess of depression
Of which it was born
Of which oppression
Will finally adorn
Us who’ve been silenced
Us who mourn
Rose Cliff Aug 2019
Every where I go
Orchids they grow
In the known unknow
Orchids they grow

I can't pick which path to chose
I don't know which road to use
Into the know unknown
The roads they go
Rose Cliff Sep 2021
If I think
Or realise that I exist,
That I am real;
Breathing becomes too
Complex
Rose Cliff Aug 2019
I don't even even care anymore
I just want to escape
This repressive regime
We call the world
Rose Cliff Aug 2021
I drove down the
roads I had driven
5000 times
but I could not recognise them
each street light,
each white line,
even the crescent in the sky,
they were all strangers to me.
These roads they were foreign;
then I wept.
For it is terrifying to be aware
while you lose your mind.
Rose Cliff Feb 2019
It’s hard to imagine that by being yourself
You could save someone’s life
You don’t have to imagine
Because you’ve done it so many times
I know now you can’t understand
But when your older I will take your hand
Look you in the eyes
And tell you because of you
I am alive
Rose Cliff Jan 2019
I can not be ok unless my world is crumbling apart.
I can only stretch my limbs around your calamity
tie them in a bow,
if my eucatastrophe catastrophically collapses.

The more my mind becomes at peace,
the more I stay awake at night staring out my window
into the ink shadow,
And tango with the shattered moonlight.

Nostalgia consumes
Slip and plummet into a cataclysmic monsune

So I welcome you,
I beg you, rip my heart to shreds
make my mind a mess.
Defile my body and brake my sprit, burn my tattered shreds
in the blazing fire of your hate.

Look at it insanity, everywhere, everything
I will drown in it, I will drown in the screams.
Humanity clings
But pain, the saviour the messiah
is the only thing that makes me feel okay
the only way I can tell fantasy from fiction
pain is the only thing that keeps my devils at bay.

I am the creator of my own catastrophe,
I am the designer of my own tragedy.
Agony.
I am both my antidote and poison, the repercussions of one are felt at magananimous magnitudes of the other.
A never ending cycle.
Estranged peace, unwonted quite. Lock myself in a small room let darkness take me,
insanity break me,
my demons create me,
the evils of the world dance in that room,
they dance with me.
This is my estranged peace,
this is my unwonted quite.

I smile,
a smile so out of place,
put on my mask to cover my face.
I gather my shreds and sow them into a terrorizingly beautiful quilt.
I can only be human if mayhem is raging
under the surface of the lie I built
bubbling over
pressure building
scales tipping.

There is something terribly irreparably broken.
There is a darkness that was terribly irreparably woken

I can only be ok if my world is crumbling apart.

Because something inside screams for chaos.
Rose Cliff Jan 2019
self destructive,
I will destroy myself until nothing but a charred carcass is left.
When I stand back up again I burn myself to the ground in a calamitous blaze.
Taking actions that have strings attached, that are just waiting to go up in flames.
But I will keep on going until my fragile marred world built around me implodes.
The shattered shards of my world explode
They cut into my flesh rip it to shreds,
my blood flowing is the only reminder that I am not dead
That I am in fact human  
But I don't stop the flow,
it cascades down a formidable waterfall
my destruction is complete.
First of the mind then of the physical form,
For years pain held me deluded
Finally my inevitable cataclysmic end has concluded.
Rose Cliff Feb 2019
Why does one
Look at shattered glass
And assume
It failed to last

Rather
Wasn’t it failed by us
To be looked after
And loved
Rose Cliff Mar 2019
Sleep is an elusive shadow that I will forever chase
Rose Cliff Aug 2019
You said my eyes sparkle
To the stars they are tethered
Like the night sky
You could get lost in them forever
Rose Cliff Sep 2021
You,
The one who reads this.
Why do you
Know me in more depth,
More dimensions
Than those I love?
Rose Cliff Jul 2021
Please,
someone
tell me.
What do I do
If I can’t die
Because I have hope in the future
But I can’t stay alive
Because the present is so much crueler
Rose Cliff Mar 2021
We constantly flip the switch
                                  footsteps approaching *
“Hurry”
                                                 “Shhh”
               *flick

They can’t know we live in the dark
Rose Cliff Jan 2023
I drown in the indefinite.
Are you the temptation,
Or are you my salvation.
Rose Cliff Sep 2019
He got her hopes up, up so high
believing their love belonged to the sky
but now the sky’s falling,
falling all around them
Rose Cliff Mar 2020
It’s not fair
That you get to live in a world
Where you aren’t broken
By the memories of us
And where you weren’t used
Only For your body
or your touch
Rose Cliff Sep 2021
This world is making me sick

If I eat
I feel nauseous  
If I don’t
Nothing changes

If I sleep
I am exhausted
If I don’t
Nothing changes

If I cry
I feel agony
If I don’t
Nothing changes

It must be this world
This world is making us sick
Rose Cliff Feb 2019
At night my mind wanders
I think about the bareness of my legs
The soft rubing of the sheets against them
I think about my underwear the way it feels to wear it
I think about the way it feels to take it off
Then I think about you
Laying here in my empty bed
My empty pillow adorned with your head
Your breath dancing onmy neck
I think about the bareness of my legs
the way they feel against yours
They way your smell encases me
How your eyes melt into an million memories
And a million more emotions
How the thought of you causes such a commotion

Yet I’ve never told you I love you
Rose Cliff Jan 2023
Conversation
Is a social lubricant.
As transparent as the gel
we use to treat our wounds.
Rose Cliff Feb 2019
What is this tree
It is out in the open
But is it free
Is it hoping
To breathe
Rose Cliff Jan 2023
I am no longer acquainted with hunger.
This flesh has forgotten his name.
This vessel has lost its way.
Rose Cliff Nov 2021
Death was her vocation.
It infuriates me that they cannot appreciate the true nature of her [Plath] art because they are to occupied in entertaining pity or resentment.
Rose Cliff Aug 2019
With tears in her eyes
And nicotine in her mind
She stares out into an ocean
And wishes she could walk on water
Rose Cliff Jul 2021
Sometimes I wonder if
My eyes water so much because
My body is trying to cry the tears
My mind won’t let free
Rose Cliff Apr 2020
Come watch the sunset on the roof
Where we have nothing to prove
I know you want to be free
So come touch the sky with me
Rose Cliff Jul 2019
When we were kids
We used to dream about
Finding love
Our first kiss
Having somebody to miss

You would dream about
Finding a love that encapsulates your soul
As It cascades down your body Trickling through each fibre of your being
Each heart beat sends a melody
that drips through your blood stream
Now your heart beats differently
entwined with another's
Infinitively
Both Love and blood share the same descendant,
The colour red
Maybe because they both flow through our veins
Maybe because they are the same
Indistinguishable

For a long time we dreamt about this day
But what if it wasn't a single day
It was a perpetual journey
You found yourself loving this person more each day
in ways that are undefinable
this kind love was indescribable
You find that your cracks are filled by their imperfections,
mending each other with your flaws
You find their presence is a kindling fire of comfort and warmth
Their smile fixes every inequity
Their eyes melt into a million memories
You find this person is home
Rose Cliff Jun 2019
You are the well my depression is drawn from
Never ending your shaft runs in my veins
Forever flowing, you ignite my pain
Rose Cliff Nov 2019
we believe
if we are born again
created from our most beautiful parts
or maybe you want to be born
in a mosaic of your most broken pieces
our lives will change
that this feeling undefined
will leave

but it never does
our life continues with indiscernible flow
even if noting is the same
and it seems
we've lost ourselves in the change

trying everything
every anodyne
to rid ourselves of this feeling'
that leaves its shadow in our eyes
we can not bring ourselves to confront it

I don't know what your shadow is
but I do know
I'm too lost in the change
I've forgotten what mine is

but hes blocked out all the sun
Rose Cliff Feb 2019
Oh what I would give
To be oblivious and innocent
Oh what I would give
To undo the things I did
Oh what I would give
To go back to being a little kid
Rose Cliff Aug 2021
I sometimes feel like I’m dying
And I think
It’s all finally caught up to me
Rose Cliff Jun 2019
You called me hot
But now my name is gorgeous
There’s something in that shift
That makes this so dangerous
Rose Cliff Mar 2019
We thought we kept our secrets well,
so on the past we dwelled
exchanging stories, memories and realities.

Our broken currency.

We wished we could drown
these pasts is the ever-present
sound of our
background.
But they never left us.
So when you spoke,
my heart broke.
I denied it, tried to hide it,
tried to confine my mind
leave these feelings undefined.

But you gave me a apart
of your heart
which was broken into shards
and yes, it was sharp.
But from that night,
no shattered hearts
would ever tear us apart.
Rose Cliff Mar 2019
hello
can anyone see me
please save me
from insanity
from humanity
humanity
     manity
             ity
they’ve lost the humans
where did all
the humans
go
Rose Cliff Aug 2021
I left behind that white room
Those white walls, white words
I left her in the seen not heard

Now Ive returned white room
Your mirror trapped white frame
Shows this child’s aged face
Rose Cliff Oct 2019
We are only the accumulation
Of the people who surround us
Loosely bound by moral intuition
Rose Cliff Sep 2019
maybe the earth isn’t round
and the stars they are made of sound
you
Rose Cliff Mar 2019
you
my heart stopped again today
my stomach dropped again today
i saw you at the shops today
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