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294 · Apr 2015
Untitled LXXXVIII
Steven Muir Apr 2015
I.
The world is
a hundred times kinder
then I would have thought
before.

II.
There's so many good people,
people she told me
didn't exist.

III.
Now she's the
odd ******* one out.
Don't hurt people
to save yourself.
Steven Muir Mar 2014
I.
There is
A speck of dust on her lashes
How enchanted and delighted
I imagine it must be

II.
There are
Emotions tearing her up inside
How guilt ridden and unsure they must be
To have hurt something
Like the dawn of springtime

III.
Were she
To sit beside a flower
I am sure it would melt in shame
For never having been beautiful

IV.
Tackled countless times
Tricked by her own mind
She is more likely to believe
In a world where she is afraid
Then one where she can stand

V.
A slippery *****
She is
But one that catches you
At the bottom
Eyyy though I'd finally post something, this was initially for English class....but it came out pretty well I think. But there you have it.
294 · Apr 2015
Untitled LXXXIV
Steven Muir Apr 2015
I.
There's a stabbing
in between my ribs,
but it's from laughing.

II.
Used to be from
longing, a want for something.
Now it's physical pain;
I couldn't be happier.
293 · Dec 2014
All Aboard
Steven Muir Dec 2014
I.
I like to imagine
that things will work out
smoothly,
easily.

II.
That going forward
will be like sailing
on a glass blue sea.

III.
I like to imagine
that no one will drown.

IV.
Not something I'd
imagined
ever.

V.
Three ****** up humans
might be enough
to fill in all the empty space
we've created between our hearts.
291 · Mar 2014
Untitled IX
Steven Muir Mar 2014
I.
Terrified
of the hours
between myself and tomorrow
terrified
of the time
I'll spend
tomorrow

II.
And when you say we don't need superheros.
This is precisely
what we need them for.

III.
Let me hang
onto your hand
lest I should
fall
286 · Feb 2015
Untitled LXIII
Steven Muir Feb 2015
I.
Why is it that
people say they're there for you
but you still feel too much fear
to ask for a
**** thing.

II.
Why is it that
you can feel alone
even when you know that people
love you,
it's almost guilty.

III.
Why is it that
people say they're there for you
and then it's always
"A bad time",
and you need to be the strong one
and that's okay
with you
and you take it and you say
"Don't worry about
me."

IV.
And it's never a good time for
anyone
but you put aside yourself easily
and they cannot.
Steven Muir Mar 2014
I.
All the way from Spain,
the best letter I've ever been written.

II.
I am
amazed
by the sudden spilling of things.

III.
I want
to travel the world
with anyone who
will come.

IV.
I want
to live.
284 · Dec 2015
Untitled CIII
Steven Muir Dec 2015
I.
You don't recall it feeling this ****** up to say those words;
You don't recall anything & you don't want to.
280 · Aug 2015
Untitled XCVI
Steven Muir Aug 2015
I.
I am as if the moon touched the oceans,
the tides welled up,
the world slide aside and became water.
279 · Mar 2014
In Her Body
Steven Muir Mar 2014
I.
She thrashes
against the sides of her
stomach
arms
legs.

II.
She is as beautiful as
the night
the day
the dawn
the sun
and moon
all in one
and yet
she hides away.
276 · Feb 2015
Thoughts on an Empty Chest
Steven Muir Feb 2015
I.
If heartbreak makes you stronger
I don't need to be superman.


II.
But heroes don't get to choose their calling,
and nothing ever falls into your plan.
275 · Feb 2015
Help
Steven Muir Feb 2015
I.
I am *******
drowning.

II.
What about
the apartment at the top of the building,
what about the
two husky dogs
and the.

III.
And the everything.
There was so much.
It was too much to ever lose.
273 · Jun 2014
Forgotten
Steven Muir Jun 2014
I.
I am
forgotten
by some

II.
And I am
learning
so slowly
to live with that

III.
It's so
hard
I hope you realize

IV.
And I'm not angry
you've done nothing with the intention
of hurting me

V.
Maybe I'm clinging to that
it's an honest mistake.

VI.
Maybe it's not.

VII.
But I don't blame you
in the least,
I guess.
272 · Apr 2015
Loving
Steven Muir Apr 2015
I.
It's harder to love
the people you're supposed to
then it ought to be.

II.
It's easier to love
those you shouldn't
then would seem right.
272 · Mar 2014
Something Someone Said
Steven Muir Mar 2014
I.
You wanted to assume
and you still do
you say
that because I can't
live the way
you want me to
I'm wrong.

II.
It is
impossible,
I would
die
I hope you
understand.

III.
Compared me to
a ******
a thief
a torturer
simply because
I couldn't eat how you wished.

IV.
It's ridiculous
how you
go about things.
Assumptions
Assumptions
Assumptions
And where did that ever get you?
Except a handful of
broken bones.
271 · Mar 2015
Untitled LXXXIII
Steven Muir Mar 2015
I.
I'm ready to get better;
I'm ready to be well.

II.
I'm ready to walk with my head up,
and I'm ready to leave hell.
270 · Feb 2015
Untitled LXX
Steven Muir Feb 2015
I.
Even the sweetest people
fall out of love
and even the best
don't always end up above
the tide of tears and
haunt of fears
on earth.

II.
Some people in your life are
meant to be there
but maybe they aren't meant as anything
other then a friend.

III.
Beginning to believe in
a platonic soulmate is a little harder
then it seems.
But god it's worth it,
no matter how my heart keens.
269 · Mar 2014
Untitled V
Steven Muir Mar 2014
I.
We were
like ships that pass
in literature.

II.
You and I
we danced
for three years
that felt like a night.

III.
I never loved you,
because I
never loved a man.

IV.
My one regret
in being
who I am today
is I can't be who I am
and still be friends
with you.

V.
Slept light
listened to
that singer
bet you didn't know he was
gay.

VI.
Bet you didn't
know I was
either.

VII.
Remember when
it was flirting
and lies from both ends
but we were so happy
because we knew
what was lies
and what was truth?

VIII.
You
wouldn't
remember
would
you.

IX.
Talk to me about
school.
Not there
for copying the math
am I?
Is that
hard
for
you?

X.
Do you
miss me?
269 · Mar 2014
Untitled VIII
Steven Muir Mar 2014
I.
He fell for a woman called
Fate

II.
But his wing-man
was Coincidence.
263 · Jul 2015
Untitled XCIV
Steven Muir Jul 2015
I.
I would like to die.

II.
Not forever.

III.
Just for a year.
262 · Feb 2015
Untitled LIII
Steven Muir Feb 2015
I.
He's as starved as I am,
and
it's almost terrifying
to see that
on another person.

II.
Is it allowed to
get your comfort from a boy
who needs comfort
more then anyone you know?

III.
Sometimes I almost feel that
holding someone
helps just as much or more then
being held.
Steven Muir Feb 2018
I.
Wet dreams will be fifty percent nightmare. You do not bleed but there will be blood.
Conceptualizations of the violent as ****** the ****** as violent.
You are the word survivor but you are not thinking about your **** when you put your hands between your legs.

II.
If you handcuff yourself they cannot do it again; your wrists are already occupied.
If you leave bruises dark as night on your own legs the yellow ones they pressed there do not compare and they have become weak.
A candle in a cathedral blown out is not darkness until the wax has cooled.

III.
You will become a protest ground, occupy your own body. It is not empowerment it is defense. The Russians burned cities in the wake of their retreat and it was not brave.
You will stand in your own ashes because you are better than an army (you wish you believed it).
Thus shall be your prayer, an offering of your own entrails lain upon an altar to yourself.

IV.
You have a dream that your childhood house burns down and it’s exciting, there’s a second where you feel wind and the heat and you breathe deep.
Destruction is euphoric. To shrug material is to shrug some semblance of sentiment.
Memories change in retrospect and we are made not by the other but by ourselves. Decontextualization is a falsehood.

V.
You are nothing if not connections between all you have witnessed; therefore, witness yourself.
Become worship to your actions, your body. Expect the things you expect of a deity and when you touch forces powerful enough to hurt you become that force. You are constructed and thusly you may construct yourself by your choosing.
Play god with your own guts. Trust me, you have swallowed stars and you have swallowed ****, the pain it takes to cut them out of your stomach will be well worth it when you lay them across your bedroom floor.

VI.
You are all tenses (past, present, future) but you are not tense (on edge, high strung, stressed).
The only commitment you have made is yourself.
For what do words and kisses mean against occupation of a form?

VII.
You don’t remember a period in which time passed at a constant rate perhaps because it never did and perhaps because memory foregoes time.
Time in waiting rooms is gone from your head.
Doctor’s offices are half your adolescence and they are erased; you are not sad for it.

VIII.
There was a point when you wrote love poetry for your ****** and it said in a million ways “I want your feelings for me,” and then you did not want them.
You stopped wanting them.
You did not stop loving but you do not love with everything because it is an invitation.

IX.
This is not for the masses, for you must hold your own mass. Harmonize against your own hymnals and confess to your bathroom mirror.
You do not drink communion wine and yet you lick your wounds. Drink deep, gorge yourself on yourself. Become giddy with it.
You are red wine, you are power, you are a stimulant and a depressant at the same time. You are the ebb and flow of tidal waves and you are the shore they destroy (later, you will be the shore they create). You are every force of nature and there is no necessity for comparison because you are also every force of man.
256 · Jun 2014
Untitled XVIII
Steven Muir Jun 2014
I.
A veritable clusterfuck of bodies
and I've told no one,
I swear.

II.
But that brown shirt
loose enough to hide my chest
and long enough to hide my hips

III.
I was "he"
I was "bud"
I was "son".

IV.
I was
happy.
256 · Jun 2014
He/Him/His
Steven Muir Jun 2014
I.
She is
gone

II.
She fell away
look what's left

III.
He is not beautiful
he is not adorable
he is not any of the words
that you called him a year ago

IV.
He is strong
alive
funny
handsome, maybe

V.
Those are words,
they probably don't seem like
much.

VI.
Not much,
but oh god,
when he hears them
they sound like heaven.
255 · Mar 2014
Untitled XI
Steven Muir Mar 2014
There comes a point when there isn't a lot left to do and everything is painful and you're waiting another month on that medication to come, for the doctors visit to even happen. I hate that point.
255 · Mar 2015
Untitled LXXV
Steven Muir Mar 2015
I.
Sometimes the best way
you can love someone
is to stop
loving them.

II.
Perhaps,
that's what heartbreak is.
252 · Feb 2015
Valentine III
Steven Muir Feb 2015
I.
She wakes up late and
it's a blessing.

II.
Dawn is brilliant,
but it couldn't
stand the competition.
251 · Apr 2015
Untitled LXXXVI
Steven Muir Apr 2015
I.
Maybe there'll be victory in
an empty bottle,
but I don't think it'll last me
through the night.
251 · Dec 2014
Hers, too
Steven Muir Dec 2014
I.
She's got an affinity
for ****** up guys.

II.
****** up
in a the sense that we
hang on too hard,
cry when told we're loved.

III.
Hiding under her wings
is easy
and sweet.

IV.
It's a good thing
you need two wings to fly.
250 · Feb 2015
Valentine II
Steven Muir Feb 2015
I.
Her smile might be
the closest this earth
will ever get to
knowing heaven.

II.
I've pressed my lips to
heaven,
and I never wish
to stop.
249 · Mar 2014
Untitled XII
Steven Muir Mar 2014
I.
You keep
me
grounded
set
in stone

II.
You keep me
settled
on the
ground.
249 · Jul 2014
Dear Mother
Steven Muir Jul 2014
I.
Simply because I am your blood
does not mean
I am of your ideas
thoughts
and feelings.

II.
I am told every day
that you know what's best for me.

III.
But if it's best for me
why do I never feel
happy,
safe,
it's always just
scared and mostly
alone.
247 · Feb 2015
Untitled LXV
Steven Muir Feb 2015
I.
Maybe in the spring
I'll shoot in color.

II.
I've watched the world through
gray lenses
for all the winter long.
246 · Jul 2014
Untitled XXXI
Steven Muir Jul 2014
I.
We were not made
to fight battles
against our own bodies.

II.
At least
not most of us.
Steven Muir Jan 2015
I.
I'll die
spitting out
the words you just threw at me.

II.
I'll be disproving them
my whole **** life.

III.
I hope you're
*******
happy.
245 · Mar 2015
Untitled LXXIV
Steven Muir Mar 2015
I.
I'm going to be happy
and maybe not tomorrow
and maybe not in March.

II.
But spring will come and
summer next,
and in the fall I'll be okay.

III.
I know it seems a long way off
but I don't know what else to say.
Things are going to take some time
but I think I'll be okay.
243 · Feb 2015
Untitled LXI
Steven Muir Feb 2015
I.
Crying for no reason
is the worst kind of crying
because you can't
make it stop.
242 · Feb 2015
Untitled LXII
Steven Muir Feb 2015
I.
It would be hard enough
without losing
the both of you.

II.
I'm beyond happy
that I don't have to.
241 · Feb 2015
Untitled XLIV
Steven Muir Feb 2015
I.
Communication
only becomes more important
the harder
it gets.
241 · Jan 2015
Untitled XLVIII
Steven Muir Jan 2015
I.
Empathy is a struggle
on some days,
and a gushing wound
on others.
241 · Mar 2014
hello
Steven Muir Mar 2014
I.
In every
hello
I want to convey
that there is an
i love you.
239 · Feb 2015
Untitled LXVIII
Steven Muir Feb 2015
I.
It's a little confusing how
I'm in so much physical pain
I cry sometimes.

II.
But sometimes when I'm
crying I want to
hurt myself.
238 · Feb 2015
Untitled LVII
Steven Muir Feb 2015
I.
Existing is
a difficult concept.

II.
It's much too easy
to make it
much too hard.
237 · Jul 2014
Untitled XIX
Steven Muir Jul 2014
I.
They name every hurricane after
a woman.

II.
So she changed her name
to hurricane.
235 · Feb 2015
Untitled LXXII
Steven Muir Feb 2015
I.
Adventures
are a hundred times better
captured on film.
233 · Jul 2014
Untitled XXXVI
Steven Muir Jul 2014
I.
You know
some days
I am that person
gasping
begging
pleading

II.
And others
I am the one
to hold them tight
and say
"Stuff is going to be okay."
233 · Apr 2015
Untitled LXXXV
Steven Muir Apr 2015
I.
There's a lot of bruises
on my hands.

II.
I'm very sorry.
I know he isn't proud of me
for those.

III.
They always say
"It's just a cry for help",
and if it's only that,
shouldn't the cry be heeded?

IV.
If I need help desperately enough
to slam my bare hands into
porcelain tiles
maybe someone ought to listen.
233 · Jan 2015
Help
Steven Muir Jan 2015
I.
Crying is nearly
impossible
and I don't know why.

II.
It's like there's
a stone wall in my chest
and I can't break it
alone.
232 · Feb 2015
Home
Steven Muir Feb 2015
I.
I want to go where
the wind doesn't bite and
the nights aren't cold.

II.
I want to go where
I don't have to fight and
maybe I'll grow old.

III.
I think you can call that
home.
231 · Jan 2015
New Boy
Steven Muir Jan 2015
I.
You'd imagine me as
jealous of the boy.

II.
But he's too sweet to ever
dislike
for anything.

III.
"I'm here, you know?"
"It's okay if you aren't alright."
"You good?"

IV.
It takes a tenth of the energy
to love someone
that it does
to hate them.

V.
Feels better, too.
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