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Take it in
hold
release

take it in
hold
the anger builds
release

take it in
hold
scream a soundless scream
release

take it in
hold
accept the truth and fight back
release

take it in
hold
lash out in frustration
release

take it in
hold
wait
2
3
release with everything

until your completely empty
to start breathing again
When the nights are cold
And loneliness creeps up behind

When the air is crisp
And the night sky still

When the flowers bloom
And the birds sing

When the reality hits
And your no where to be seen

Your name on my lips
Through the tears and time
I still wish it true

But as I accept the cold emptiness of your absence
You get to embrace another

"Was it worth it my flame?"
I hide them well
Under sleeves and excuses
Away from public view

Deep down their healing is
Deep in a place
No surgeon can't reach

Protected by bone
The reality still haunts

"It's just a white scar, who would care about?"

Those that understand
The visible white line
Is nothing compared
To the open wound that never heals

Despite the wraps
Despite the best efforts
The scabs always find a way
To bleed once more

Hidden from the public eye
Hidden deep down
In the prison a mind created
Your poison corrupts minds
Steals the little bit of time
Controls and dictates what can be done

Your venom tongue in every mouth
Your cold embrace looming over
The empty promise you swear is full

The minds so young
Forever young
The impact far and wide

The town mourning
Two hearts shattered
And a fur babies job much harder

Deeper your pull gets
Stripping flesh and bone
Only the red remains

I remember being there
Being the same age
And now I cry just the same

For the pain to go away
Brooklyn Nichole Pacheco, 16
Malek Max Mannel, 16

May we see you again one day
Perhaps the pain I feel
is void for the one in my dreams

perhaps the missing moment I have
are the times when he needs me the most

perhaps the reason my body is breaking
is so his can thrive

at least that would explain
all the medial mysteries
Coffee in the morning
A light at 8

A warm cup of embrace
A cool drag of smoke

A heart longing for the impossible
A soul forgetting to live

Hair up and clean
Unshaven and untamed

A chance meeting
One in life's game

But those eyes
The soft brown eyes

We're ones you never could forget

I still love him
I still love her

Two hearts beat as one
Thousands of miles apart

And only time will know
If that last was it
Or if there is still a ember left in the ashes
They were designed to help
Used for a reminder
Aid for circulation
In the thinest parts of a body

But the strap to secure
So small
Just hooks and latches
Some elastic to wrap around
It is simple and easy to use

And yet
All I can feel
Is shackles on my wrists
To remind me
How I'm not normal anymore
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