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I've found it easier this way-
to **** things up before they even begin.
resisting vulnerability.
avoiding the ruse of misleading men.
 Apr 2017 SteffyWeffy
Cam
here it comes
here it comes
creeping up on me
creeping stealthily
unseen
unheard
unspoken
to break the world
and leave me broken
birds fall from the sky
their feathers frozen
useless wings grounded
i want to cry
but my eyes are dry
and my chest hollow
but for a gnarly stone
heavy
and
cold
it wont bleed
not for you
nor me
 Apr 2017 SteffyWeffy
Cam
I measure out my days in witticisms that fall
As freely and pointlessly as leaves in autumn,
My few amongst the countless that fall anonymously
Along streets, in parks, in gardens
Filling gutters, blocking drains, making homes
For hedgehogs, rats and beetles.
Things we **** with cars, poisons and heels.
 Apr 2017 SteffyWeffy
Neex
Hi,
Well as it turns out,
You still live in my heart.

I begged you to move out,
Yet all you do is jump in,
Then out,
Then in.

You make me feel things,
They won't go away,
They hunt my eyes at night,
They scare me to tears.

In your presence,
I miss you.

I miss the sweet,
Sweet release you gave me.

I crave to hear more,
All the things you feel,
How do I make you feel?
This book is never going to end, is it? And I don't want it to. You give me something to feel.
 Apr 2017 SteffyWeffy
Eric W
Give them some time.
Website design is not that easy.
I'm confident they will get this sorted. Don't jump ship yet, poets. HP has been a home to me and others for years, and they haven't truly disappointed yet.
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