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when im the only one on the road

1 AM i'm leaving all alone

all the things that i could say

would never make these feelings go away


i just wanna know how you feel

wonder if the things i think are real

really bothers me when you say

what you said to me a certain way


i deseserve all the love in the world

you dont know that its not true

because i wouldnt know what to do

i keep thinking that i wanna die


I miss the blue color in your eye

reminding me to keep finding time

a million miles away but so close

thinking of you is another dose


i wish i could feel nothing now

ill build a wall and shut you out

love you too much for my own good

i wish you understood
 Nov 2015 Adam Childs
Sana
If only I could preserve her motherhood in a bottle of glass, I could have forever slept in the luminous embrace of its hypnotic tenderness.
Dedicated to every mother at HP.
distant television noise
echoes down the hallway
distorted
fragile
softly penetrating like warm rain
covering the senses thick with trepidation

she sips the cold water
with dry lips
her hand brushing her hair back constantly
like a nervous tick
you can taste the miles traveled in her eyes
her ragged breathing comes close to me
nestles in my ear
and makes my thoughts twist

i lean into the hard plaster wall
the chipped paint ***** with fingerprints
my heart hanging on the nail deeply driven into it
cluster of imperfections surrounding
distorted by the lamp light
appear man made
but are really the implications of madness
teasing the mind with disturbing thoughts
 Nov 2015 Adam Childs
wordvango
once in a while; think....
the Creator said- create the night black.
We are gonna be sad, hafta ; God made
the sky blue- then stood,
thought.... out in wherever all this
came from.... were there someone to see all of this
they would surely be jealous.
So he made Yellow Buttercups to hold all that envy in.
He saw and loved how perfect all of his was.
Made someone to see, we call him Adam.
HE , the Creator, God    Amen-ed.

Then, remembered, how he was not lonely, for no God
could possibly be.
But, looked at poor Adam, with all the world to his self,
that weak as he is, he
might need a companion. And something more than
HE the creator to love, to worship.
Yet, might HE have thought of competition?
This, perfect companion, may it make harder
for poor Adam to worship, HIM?

In that instant all was answered , for HE has no doubt
he is the Creator, GOD!
As soon as that, one rib became Eve.  
She came out perfectly , of course.
So much a perfect creation, God makes none other, yet,
in some sense more beautiful than Adam, not
to compare with nor lust for, but that is given , God, HE knew,
Red was for the rose, for blood, for Eve for
Adam in time to discover another color , another verb
to describe God's Creation.

HE then rested. Adam did not.
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