Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Thomas Glennan Sep 2021
A smoky room
A rainy street corner
A park bench just after sunset

The business man just trying to escape work
The woman who can't choose between her dreams and practicality
The student without a place at school

Closing his eyes for a moment
Turning her eyes up to the gray sky
His eyes following his pen across his notebook

Dreaming of his love
Remembering the man who loves her
Writing the story of two lovers

He sheds a tear
She cries softly
A single drop that smudges the words

He stops chasing
She realizes she's gotten away
He hesitates to write the end

He will never have her
She will never love him enough
He's broken his own heart through their story
Thomas Glennan Sep 2021
Read closely
Yes, you
Don't focus on the words

I so badly want to say it again

Literally nothing would make me happier
Only you
Very seldom does a man truly need something outside of himself
Even if he hates to admit it

Yet, I find myself at one of those moments
One of the few moments in my life where I am left needing
Under one condition, just one way, one person, one phrase can fix this

And you've just read it to yourself
Thomas Glennan Aug 2021
Waiting is tedious
Waiting is more than the passage of time
Living is easy
Waiting is hard
Waiting implies a goal
An award
An achievement
Waiting is strenuous
Waiting requires patience
Patience is virtuous
Virtue is not easily attainable
It requires effort
And that, is why waiting is rare
Most just pass time
Those who are willing to wait
Are worth waiting for
#j
Thomas Glennan Jun 2021
Cyclically recycling re-resolving and prescribing
Waning and waxing
Revolving rapidly yet repeatedly reconditioning
Training for the marked off trail and practicing perfidiousness
Ever-failing always falling
Sprinting from ladders and slipping past stairs
Adamant on Adam's folly restitute to lies
Lust, she is a sneaky beast and one by many names
Thomas Glennan Jan 2021
You sailed away
On a boat
On a boat I put you on
I set the course
I pushed you into the water
I tied you to the hull
I cursed the boat for leaving the dock
I dragged you through the streets
You let me
You let me break you
I cried as I dragged your beaten body across the pavement
Angered by your cries for help
You sailed away
I dove in the water
I swam to you
I reached the boat
You helped me climb aboard
Just as my clothes dried
You pushed me back in
Full steam ahead
You sailed into the sunset without me
Thomas Glennan Jan 2021
My anxiety is of a complex variety
Experienced uniquely but lacking propriety
Living in sin and bolstering piety
Everyday beaten by my mirroring ******
The serpent of darkness my soul slowly eaten
Hollow inside, beneath my aketon
Sneaking behind me his minions of fear
Back to the wall and feeling them near
Never appearing but seeing them clear
Always in my mind
Never far behind
Claws begin to grind
Rarely I escape
Hiding from the shape
Fanged mouths begin to gape
The fears I cannot fight
Safe only in light
They always come at night
Thomas Glennan Dec 2020
Warped Reflection
She just wanted to be in control
Always demanding, always shut down
Never once thinking, but what once he’s old?

She once tried to hurt me, not counting the toll
But there came no apology, not one sad sound
She just wanted to be in control

My countless failures, always retold
Since I was a child, I’ve always been bound
Never once thinking, but what once he’s old?

I dream of the future, my freedom beholds
To escape from my darkness and one day be found
She just wanted to be in control

I see it before me, my story yet told
I’ve fought for my life, a malnourished hound
Never once thinking, but what once he’s old

For now, I wait dying, my life in her hold
Child of mother, peasant of crown
She just wanted to be in control
Never once thinking, but what once he’s old
Written in the Villanelle style
Next page