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Amanda Francis Apr 2016
Fluorescent lights absorbing.
My glass cage surrounding.
Smart phones and silenced minds.
To strangers WiFi connection binds.
Likes substitutes compliments and comments conversation.
I turn myself inside out for empty validation.
Cyberspace is like a vacuum, they can't hear you scream.
Forced smiles, you lie and hide behind pixelated screens.
Amanda Francis Apr 2016
"Don’t meet anyone offline”* I say “They're all weirdos”
Though I’ve been a serial dater and frequent Tinderer for some time.
I couldn’t tell you the number of lips mine have pushed up against.
Nor could I tell you the names of the people they were attached too.

There’s been nice guys and bad boys and girlie girls and “show me your *** toys?”
There have been casual hook ups and dates, movie nights and lets be mates.
There have been people who have felt more at home in my skin than I do
There has been a little bit of everything, and a whole lot of nothing at all!
  Apr 2016 Amanda Francis
Alex
I'm so sorry, baby.
I'm sorry for listening to others.
I'm sorry that I listened to my own mind.
My mind did not know all the facts that
My heart knew.
Amanda Francis Apr 2016
You.
You were an echo that shock my world.
I, an explorer gasping in awe of your beauty.
You, an avalanche to trap me here forever.
Your roaring resounds in my ears, words cascading down my self confidence.
You’re rocks, tumbling away from me.
A Hollywood classic, a thriller, a thrill seeking adventure, a true story…
Me, a disaster, a ‘warning: cliff edge’ sign, a fatality waiting to happen.
For I am incomplete without you, and erosion got to ‘us’ first..
Amanda Francis Apr 2016
We reap what we sow, so I’m put my trowel down.
I have hay fever, and your pollen is notoriously high.
Amanda Francis Mar 2016
I love wholeheartedly, an obsessive, head-spinning kind of love.
You were taking, taking and taken I was by you.
You **** the marrow from my bones to indulge your already overweight frame.

Now I am left with nothing.
                                                  No body. No soul.
No warm hands to cradle my clattering bones.
My lungs have leaked their last meaningless breath.

I love whole-heartedly, an obsessive, head-spinning kind of love.
So I fixed all your woes, brought you back to good health.
And you're out in the world, never ceasing, your light it grows.
I lay here in your shadows, no love left for myself!
I'm not entirely sure were this was going...
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