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 Jan 10 Nyx
s anne
plea #803
 Jan 10 Nyx
s anne
let me crawl
away to my hole
and hide until
the galaxies reflect
off my translucent skin

my eyes are burning,
crystallizing.
let me drift away.
she asked about side effects and though
after reading the instructions felt there

were none

noted before

when suddenly came the surge of energy
 Jan 10 Nyx
Michael Marchese
Distant
As dusk
Seems to darken the mood
When so much these days
Recollection
Still eludes
And the longer
I sit
And I stare
Contemplating
Dumbfounded
It scares me
And leads to berating
These strangers
So oddly
Familiar
Yet I
Can’t recall who it was
Earlier
I made cry
It’s as if
I’m aware
I don’t want to be rotten
But all reasons why
Are becoming
Forgotten
 Jan 10 Nyx
Liana
Do I write too much?
All of these words
Accumulating so fast
Just waiting to be let out
They're getting clasutrapjobic
What can I say?
I wish I would stop
I ask them if I may
They say no
Not in a harsh tone
But just one saying that they need to be let go
"Okay" I tell them
It feels good after all
But do I write too much?
The question still stands tall
Just me?
Feedback appreciated ❤️❤️
 Jan 10 Nyx
Liana
Crying alone
 Jan 10 Nyx
Liana
To return home
Alone in your bedroom
Where no one can see you
And to finally let yourself cry
Screaming silently into the night
 Jan 10 Nyx
Liana
Anxiety
 Jan 10 Nyx
Liana
Anxiety,
Leave me alone

Anxiety,
Let me be

Stop getting in the way
Allow me fun
And relax

Stop with the teary eye
Trouble catching my breathe

Anxiety,
Let me enjoy things
Let me genuinely smile

Leave me alone
Let me feel calm for a while

Stop taking over my life
And my mind

Anxiety,
Please be more kind
Releasing this from drafts

(This kite was written by an alarm clock named gobnaujqlnsk but was pronounced as "ken" because English makes things complicated. The alarm clock eats submarines for brunch.)
 Jan 10 Nyx
Liana
I cannot seem to be able
To unwrap the vines of pain from me
After all
It's in my name

I would do anything
Give anything
To make this bad
Heavy feeling
Be lifted

I would call a plane
And a crane
To get it off my heart
If that's what it takes

I want to feel better already

The time is moving too slow
And too fast
All at once
Who is messing with the clock?
Is it a monster living in the walls
Or is it living in my head?

The vines get tighter
The more I want them to loosen

Are they the problem
Or is it me?
What's the difference
I can't see

It doesn't matter
Get them off of me

I want to feel better already
Liana is a kind of vine

(This note was wrong then by a catfish that was named Pig and ate spaghetti)
 Jan 10 Nyx
Travis Green
He was my greatest escape
My caramel cake
That I craved to eat
My tasty treat
That completed me

My beginning, middle, and end
My enchanting dream guy
That had me treading on air
Cherishing his expansive playground
Of astoundingly marvelous manliness
His staggeringly vigorous splashiness
His sun-kissed allure

He rocked my world
Moved me through the bright skies
Of his masculine love
Making me melt in his embrace
Taking my breath away

He was my alluring breeze
That fulfilled me
My swag king
That shimmered
Like authentic money
Like the lovely sun
That filled me with abundant happiness
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