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 Dec 2013 Abaigeal Skye
Traveler
I quit doing drugs...
Now I only use beer, pills, and ***.
I love life!
 Dec 2013 Abaigeal Skye
Evynne
I see piercing rings like light shows in the goldish brown skies of your eyes and when you speak, a beautifully combined string of sounds creates the most charming melody my ears have ever been graced with
Your lips like the greatest comfort of life, smooth and soft like linen sheets enfolding my freckled flesh
Your tongue sugared and wet, like a piece of hard candy, I love the way it tastes as it turns around in my mouth
Your kiss like the most breathtaking of any and all tangible and transcendental pleasures
A never ending dream flowing softly in the counterparts of my introverted mind
The gentle drone of your heavy sighs
Your breath, heavy and humid, like a dense fog covering the ground on a crisp fall morning
Your black hair resembles a dark and silky shroud like it could absorb all light and still be both blinding and appealing
I watch your fervor as it spreads to every particle of air that it can infiltrate
Your heart seemingly evident though tucked away under the enticing surface of your brawny chest, as if I can feel your heartbeat in my very chest, thumping in perfect synchronization with the quiet beating of my own heart
 Dec 2013 Abaigeal Skye
Evynne
The sun touches my skin
Days like this are fleeting
And make me feel happy just because
Days like this feel like dreams
That make everything seem a little bit better than before
I search as I wander
Singing hopes along my metaphysical journey
The dirt looks bronze and my clothes feel heavy
The dreaming begins again
And my eyes seem to glow with the sun
Forcing me to write
Making my gift shine like the light
Covered in emotion
My vision slightly blurred
Sweat lingers on my back like the taste of wine does on my tongue
The page is filling up
As deeper casts of sunlight lock down onto my frantically moving hand
I quietly forgive myself for all of those things
Over and over and over again
Just so I can hear it one more time
My shoes come off

I listen to the distant sounds
Thinking about the battle my own mind created
A magic flame burns on my arms
And in the garden a stranger bids an early hello as pleasure swirls like the scent of flowers around my nose
I think about how much I have grown since the screams that used to drown me and the tears that used to suffocate me
I suppose the worst is over
Because the pride has started and what I fully deserve is not that far ahead

I opened my eyes and taught myself to not romanticize the idea of loss
And the clock sent a cloud of thoughts that barely covered the entrance to the abyss I call my mind
The path of pain and destruction is ending and theres a fork in the road
No more wandering down the wrong trails anymore
I always thought, someday things will be better and I will be better and the ***** bliss that comes with my love of loneliness will subside
It will no longer be shared with its dear friend named sadness
But maybe the longing will forever be felt upon my shoulders
But maybe that is enough

Everyone wins at some point or another
I guess you just have to enjoy it while it lasts
And when it subsides
You'll board the train and watch the ghosts through the foggy windows as you sit there alone
Looking upon a seemingly fake reflection
You'll slip through the doors just in time and find that you're holding the key in your hand
Christmas time will come and you won't be held back by the bottle
And things will be complete and you'll probably find yourself constantly missing the gray lady who used to whisper horrible things in your head as she sat upon each of your shoulders and smiled a crooked smile that spread to each side of her face
You'll imagine her blowing life's pain in rings like cigarette smoke around your neck
Drowning your thoughts
Making your ears bleed
And the ink remains

But each week is a step forward
It's okay not to be grounded
But you have to be sure you're not floating too far away
Waste is not desired
Especially when you find your youth diminishing faster and faster with each measly year

Let it all sink in
But never forget the frozen winds that used to beckon to you and call you darling
And remember what happens when you lose yourself
Promising to never let yourself get that deep into the forest
Without admitting how lost you are
Ever again

— The End —