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 Feb 2021 abby
Mikey
a letter to you
 Feb 2021 abby
Mikey
the feeling i get when i look at you, is so overwhelming i fail to describe it. but in this poem my love, i will try.
just for you.

my dear, youre soft like summer rain.
your heart patters again the cage that is your ribs.
knock knock knocking for the right one to find you and mend your broken pieces.
my darling, youre peaceful like the ocean.
your arms hug every inch of me.
blooming flowers against my moonlit skin.
my love, youre gentle time springs wind.
your voice blows beautifully crafted cords into my ears.
drifting angels voices into my head.
my sweetheart, your comforting like the trees.
your smile brings me home each night.
allowing my heart to jump into the arms of yours.
my love the words i wish i could write to you fail me.
but i promise to one day put them all together.
just for you.
 Feb 2021 abby
ghost
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 Feb 2021 abby
ghost
Put to rest, in the dark abyss
You promised me an eternity.
For as the hour draws near,
Darkness descends
I am but a scarred smile holding onto you.
A flash, a moment
You told me to never let go.
In the end,
Only a memory tormenting me through my core.
 Feb 2021 abby
ghost
My existence has no merit.
I have nothing left but bones.
It’s nearing impossible to bear it.
No food, just sticks and stones.

My guitar is a dying instrument.
No goals left to achieve.
The world is nothing but torment.
My life is one to grieve.

Life is but a dream.
All the memories are just a blur.
Clothes are tearing at the seam.
My speech is just a slur.

I hear footsteps coming near.
I don’t want them to know I’m here.
 Feb 2021 abby
ghost
deadly grind
 Feb 2021 abby
ghost
When is a kidnapping not a kidnapping?
You must think I'm a clown.
The answer is all over your face,
it's when you don't want to be found.

Your life is a mobile circus,
time to cut bait.
If you don't do it soon,
you'll catch a bullet in the breastplate.

Drop off the face of the earth,
now all worries are left behind.
You would do anything
to get out of this deadly grind.
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