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If I only had one sentence of breath left in my body.
Only a few choice words to say.
I would use that breath to tell you.
That I love you in every way.


-Brian Patrick O'Connor SR.- 2016
Brian O'Connor 2016
 Jan 2016 Almiel
lluvia de abril
A faultless poem
inkless, without erasures
written in fixed glances
in agreement
a matchless pact

Each verse, a touch
a breath, a gaze

suddenly, their storm
unleashed
ink runs intense
crimson hearts bleed
bodies collapse

their surrender writes an end
a kiss
their thirst, a perpetual desire
to rewrite with fault
they call it a draft
and find a blank page
Write me a poem, he said. So she takes his hand and...
01/30/2016
 Jan 2016 Almiel
halfheartedsoul
It hurts,
it aches,
it wrecks me whole.

No soul must know,
no soul can know.

But the pain is eating me whole,
inch by inch,
till darkness overwhelms my bones.

I bawled and I clawed,
at the flesh on my arms,
On my thighs,
Steaming hot water running down my chest,
Eyes full of hatred,
Tears full of despair,
Then I waited,
Hugging my knees under the cold shower,
For the marks to subside.

When I stood,
Water cascaded peacefully down my arms
My hands covered my ears,
And echos consumed me,
Memories started playing,
Images haunting and voices screaming.

It was suffocating,
So suffocating,
My head started banging against the cold tiles
But everything was clear,
The reason of all the pain,
Was a map that leads to me.

I crumbled yet again under the shower,
Voices rise in merry right out that door,
And I wailed a soundless plea of help,
Chanting their names like they'd turn and reach for me,
Like everything will be fine after.

But nothing will be fine,
Nothing will be fine at all.

I picked myself up,
Scrubbed myself down,
And stared at the mirror,
A smile plastered on,
staring right into my eyes,
And I smiled wider,
Grinned on the way to my room,
Smiled in the mirror and laughed,
Laughed as hard as I could,
And went about my day.
 Jan 2016 Almiel
martin
ecstasy
 Jan 2016 Almiel
martin
the grains of the sidewalk sharply press into our bodies as bright lights poke and stab into our minds.

the feeling begins to collapse upon us as the dark lingering sounds of decay loom around the atmosphere in a circular fashion.

being misguided by the unstable offering of repetition, none of us can look at each other directly. the fabrics of matter start to blend into our skin creating the effect of a perfectly manufactured human.

i do not care about the people around me right now.

the sound collapses again.

i look into her eyes and see myself. nothing could be so fake.

walking into the lights i feel like an entitled child searching for attention. and i love every moment of it.
 Jan 2016 Almiel
martin
alive
 Jan 2016 Almiel
martin
there was something tangible in the air
finally she could feel it after waiting for so long
it is unclear what it was, but it felt real to her

looking into the endless space,
he realized what he was looking for
not the stars, not the ocean, not the trees
no words or thoughts could describe this

feeling every possible sensation,
there was nothing between them
not love, not beauty, not lust
he was alive
and she knew
 Apr 2014 Almiel
Danielle Mimran
Right time to see,
the difference between you and me,
and who i have become,
who i will be no more.

The freedom strikes my bones,
the truth is written on the walls,
wasting time no more,
bright days are yet to come.

— The End —