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664 · Apr 2015
Deutsch Haiku
Swords and Roses Apr 2015
die bäume sind frisch
der See ist salzig und kühl
Deutschland macht Spaß, ja?
Corrections much appreciated, my German isn't the best
662 · Feb 2016
You [10w]
Swords and Roses Feb 2016
I remember when we used to say "I love you"
636 · Oct 2015
Reverent Wraith
Swords and Roses Oct 2015
"Tell me"
he said, as he sat on the bed
"What does it
feel like to be dead?"

My words were
swallowed by the fear
what if
he wants to be here?


How could
I possibly explain?
The empty,
drowning, screaming pain

I looked through
my feet to the floor
What way
to tell him where I could be sure?

I put
my arm through his chest
and held his
heart and gently pressed

He sat not
breathing, completely still
As I removed
my arm, he looked so ill

"I see"
he said, as he sat on the bed
in the
quietest whisper "I don't want you to be dead"
624 · Nov 2015
Snow [10w]
Swords and Roses Nov 2015
Affectionate flakes kiss my skin softly in the early morning.
579 · Apr 2015
The Monster
Swords and Roses Apr 2015
The monster comes with darkness,
With shadows and with night.
A hand to keep me quiet,
Another to halt my flight.
Boots to give me bruises,
That don't stop 'til I see white.
The monster comes with darkness,
And goes away in the light.

The monster hides from sunshine,
Creeps into my soul.
I try to keep it tucked away,
But to ruin me is its goal.
People see it within me,
See my eyes turn to coal.
The monster hides from sunshine,
Inside its pre-made hole.

The monster saps the strength from me,
The strength to appear in the light.
It only happens sometimes,
But the monster likes to bite.
And when the people ask me,
"Why must you always fight?"
The monster saps the strength from me,
To tell them of my plight.
Written for the April 2015 Leeds Sunday Assembly, the theme for which is scary movies.
546 · Oct 2015
The Haunting
Swords and Roses Oct 2015
"Get up"
"No"
She opened the curtains
I tried to fight off the light

"Get up"
"No"
She dragged away the duvet
I curled up against the cold

"Get up"
"No"
She pulled the black cloth from the mirror
I screamed at her to stop

But it was too late
There it was
The face
My face
But not my face
A happy face
Smooth under the eyes
Perfect nails
Clean wrists
I couldn't breathe
It was choking me
My eyes hurt
Was I crying?
There were no tears
There was no water
Left
In my body
Its body was smooth
Its body was perfect
Its body was healthy
And so was its mind
Swords and Roses Nov 2015
blossoms breaking through
pink and white softens hard trees
slowly earth wakens
her breath making old bones new
the earth inhales once again
532 · Sep 2015
Atrophy
Swords and Roses Sep 2015
Rolling eyes
Deserted skies
Weak alibis
And a pocket of lies

Decayed trust
Disturbed dust
Flaking rust
And a victim of lust

Bone thin
“Let me in”
Fearful of sin
And broken skin

Rough hands
Terror expands
Impossible demands
And white-hot brands

Biting back screams
Window steams
Bursting at the seams
And a single tear gleams

Taste stale
Arms flail
Body frail
And a pretty white veil

Belly round
Dread ultrasound
Death found
And kicked like a hound

Eyes dead
Legs spread
Mind shred
And a gun under the bed
525 · Nov 2015
Comfort
Swords and Roses Nov 2015
give me an inspirational quote
regurgitate something that's been said a thousand times before
that's really really comforting
*thanks
something that annoys me to no end when I'm upset
465 · Nov 2015
Meaning [10w]
Swords and Roses Nov 2015
I weave words together, but the words alone are nothing.
457 · Nov 2015
Dearly Departed Danny
Swords and Roses Nov 2015
Looking back, it seems so clear
   I should have known
We shared so many interests
   I should have told you
I wanted to know more about you
   I should have asked you
You were panicked, desperate
   I should have been there

If I'd known you were so close
   I would have reached out to you
If I'd known you had so little time
   I would have tried to make you feel better
If I'd known you'd do it
   I would have talked to you
If I'd known you would be dead
   I would have been a better friend

I feel responsible for your pain
   I could have tried harder to lessen it
There's so many times I regret
   I could have comforted you when you were down
If I'd only been there when you hit your low
   I could have stopped you, I could have tried
My guilt is so clear to me
   I could have stopped you, before you died
Alt title: Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda
Someone I know committed suicide recently.
430 · Nov 2015
War
Swords and Roses Nov 2015
War
Run
Into the sun
It will be fun
Don't drop the gun
You could be the one
To win
423 · Apr 2015
There
Swords and Roses Apr 2015
There she was.
Suspended in water,
The fireman's daughter.

There she sank.
Over in that lake,
In the middle of a quake.

There she screamed.
With no one to hear her,
With no one near her.

There she fought.
Clutching at life,
Impaled on a knife.

There she died.
A thieving botched,
As a little boy watched.

There she was.
There she died,
As a little boy cried.
343 · Aug 2015
Faces
Swords and Roses Aug 2015
daddy said i had to go to bed
i told him there was a monster there
he looked underneath and then he said
"it's gone princess" and ruffled my hair

"but the monster's waiting for night"
daddy wouldn't listen to me
but later he heard me and turned on the light
he said it was impossible, it couldn't be

the monster grinned all over its faces
revealing its throats, twisted mesh
"come lie down, we're playing a game"
as it picked apart my flesh
Swords and Roses Nov 2015
breath restrained in lungs
a tiny bright light inside
not allowed to grow
ifs, maybes, it's possible
silent prayers to all who hear
325 · Apr 2015
Perhaps
Swords and Roses Apr 2015
Perhaps he'll breathe.
Just wait a moment, just-
Wait a few more.
Don't call anyone.
There's no need to.
He'll breathe.
Just wait a moment, just-
Wait a few more.
Don't start crying.
There's no need to.
He'll breathe.
Just wait a moment, just-
Wait a few more.
Don't move.
There's no need to.
He'll breathe.
Just wait a moment, just-
Wait a few more.
Inspired by Futility by Wilfred Owen
305 · Apr 2015
Worst
Swords and Roses Apr 2015
Perhaps the worst thing
Is that I can't tell you when I'm happy
Because I'm afraid you'll make me sad

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