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 Jul 2017 Rae
paperdoll
Stained soul
 Jul 2017 Rae
paperdoll
She was pure
and untouched;
like the first
crystals of snow.
He painted her soul
with his color,
and left her
forever stained.

- n. ib
paperdolltinsoldier.wordpress.com
 Jul 2017 Rae
Amber
Girl
 Jul 2017 Rae
Amber
Flowered walls and pictures with scenes

of young girls
Only dressed to be seen.

A record player and a too large bed

A lonely girl who was lost in her head

She was waiting
Waiting
Waiting

For a savior

And not the Jesus that her father gave her..

Her religion became
Books
Music
Thoughts

Anything that could take her away
From those four walls.

From the nothing
That was
Every.
Single.
Day.

Like a shell

Wandering halls
And bus isles

Empty hallways
That were her home

A tiny
Small spirit
Who was all alone.

Nothing changed.
There was no one and nothing to find.

The thing that she looked for

Was only in her mind.
 Jul 2017 Rae
paperdoll
He was a soldier
who did not carry
a weapon.
Yet she could feel
a thousand bullets
pierce through
her heart.

- n. ib
paperdolltinsoldier.wordpress.com
 Jul 2017 Rae
Sarah
I once had
a beautiful voice
and you asked me
why I no longer sing.
I turned to you
and quietly replied
"because I was a bird,
and you clipped my wings."
 Jul 2017 Rae
eF
Grave.
 Jul 2017 Rae
eF
You dug your own grave.
Now you're upset because it's
Too deep to get out.
 Jul 2017 Rae
Ryan Hoysan
WRITERS
 Jul 2017 Rae
Ryan Hoysan
We as writers have the ability to do many things.
We know how to change the tenses of many different words,
Such as love becoming had loved
And together becomes we were together.
We have the knowledge to change things
From the affirmative to the negative,
Such as we’re in love
To she isn’t in love
Or she is always by my side
To I rarely see her anymore.
We can combine the two
To change something that is happening
To something that might have never even happened,
Such as how will always be in love
Changes to were we ever in love?
And how I love you
Could be flipped to ask
Didn’t you ever love me?
Inspired by many memories from many people. This idea has been occupying space in my head for a few days now... This is the release I have found for it.
 Jul 2017 Rae
sage
today I spoke once again of my problems though another soul.

someone I loved told me they knew people who suffered from their thoughts, from the reality projected to them in their minds.

I held my hand subconsciously over my scars and smiled sadly.

"That's terrible" I said "It's so hard when you feel empty, and the chemicals that make up 'happy' aren't there"

"I couldn't imagine it" they said.

I held back my tears.

'I feel it through each day', I wanted to say.

But I didn't.

I changed the subject.

And hurt myself again.
I cried while I wrote this. I just needed someone to know.
 Jul 2017 Rae
Jellyfish
Untitled
 Jul 2017 Rae
Jellyfish
She lays there under her blankets...
and tries so hard to sleep.
But each time her phone lights up the room,
she feels how her heart leaps.

It yearns for him; his presence,
just a glimpse of his hand holding hers.
She just wants to hear his laugh again
and feel every word.
I miss you.
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