Alex B

Jul 2018

Joy

numb

color has drained
from my view,
my mouth has
grown heavy.

heavy with the words
i long to speak,
the ever growing list
of things i wish to say.

i wish i could say i’m happy,
i wish i could say i’m fine.
i wish i could say i feel,
but i can’t.

my words cannot find my voice
all that comes out is a whine,
stuttering words and
choked back tears leak.

the longing for feeling to reappear,
expressed only by blood and tears.
staining my soul,
with the remnants of my mortality.

#sad #suicide #depression

Alex B Jul 2018

Something I have to tell you

I hate it because it hurts but I love you
and the circumstances ****
but we are not a circumstance.
We’re just people.
I think you love me too
and I don’t know if we have any future together
and maybe the universe doesn’t want us to be together
but I love you.
I love the way you make me feel,
I love the way you carry yourself
and how you never give up,
I love the way you taste when I kiss you
and how you hold me like I’m the most important person in the world.
I don’t know if it even matters
because maybe we’ll never be together
but I can’t just go on not telling you that
because you deserve to know
and I deserve to tell you how I feel about you.
I know you stay away from feelings
but please don’t stay away from this,
please don’t stay away from me.

Alex B Jun 2018

Airborn

I am an hour away from you
And I am nervous
Scared that when we kiss
There will be no spark like before
But tell me
Does that even matter anymore?

Jun 2018

E Morris

the flower

she was a flower
not because she was beautiful
although she certainly was
not because she was delicate
although she certainly was
but because she lived quickly
because she died quickly
and once she was gone she was forgotten quickly
and her petals were tossed in the trash
and her stem buried in the ground
and her nectar dried up
and all that was left was her glass house
until that too cracked and crumbled to dust
mother always said that weeds were best
you cared about weeds
you hated them
you remembered them
and mother always said it was better to be hated and remembered
than loved and quickly forgotten
shame then
that I loved a flower
because I can’t even remember her name

#flowers #poetry #creative #writing

Jun 2018

shakila

As beautiful as any flower

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
the house is pretty
and so are you.

Orchids are white,
ghost ones are rare,
marbles are shiny
and so is your hair.

Magnolia grows,
with buds like eggs,
the leather is tanned
and so are your legs.

Sunflowers reach,
up to the skies,
your sunlight is dazzling
and so are your eyes.

Fox gloves in hedges,
surround the farms,
the return is safe
and so are your arms.

Daisies are pretty,
Daffies have style,
relations are friendly
and so is your smile.

A Rose is beautiful
just like you.

Alex B Jun 2018

thinking of you tonight

you sang to me once think with your heart and not your mind
and another time you told me those same words
imploring me to come back to you
I didn’t listen
I didn’t go
and now I am wondering why another won’t run to me that same way
I am thinking about you tonight
and that one line of that one song you wrote for me
wondering if
I ever really did if
you ever really let me
and if you would still do the same

Alex B Jun 2018

Simple in theory

Love is hardly confusing in my mind
But time and place are seldom that kind