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allie Apr 2017
I think and I think
Pondering slightly under
The dark moonlight sky.
I haven't done a haiku in so long, sorry if it's bad.. Also, sorry I'm posting so much. I just have a lot on my mind these days and this is my favorite way to express my feelings
allie Apr 2017
From the darkened perch I sit
Wondering about that glittering golden galaxy
And if I can say the same
About I wonder what will happen to you

So I tried a new rhyme
To see if it would work
Sadly, it didn't

It clashed, it burned
*Throughout the flaming fires of us
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and I fall                                                         D
Suspended in the air
Then my feet                                                       O
My hand leaves its hold
My voice comes as a hoarse whisper
"F l y"                                                               ­              W
Will I fly?
Will I fall?
I can't go any higher  
This never ending mountain continues forever                           N
It is no different          
I look down
I can only see an endless abyss of clouds
I look at the sky above me
I grab the ledge
My feeble hand reaches up
Higher
Yet I keep going
I know I can't
I can't make it
Higher
Higher
Climbing this endless mountain
Up this never ending cliff
I heave a breath and I continue
My legs slowly grow weaker
My arms shudder
My shoulders ache
Higher
Higher
And I can only go up
My hand leaves a streak of blood that now lines my cheek
I wipe a tear from my eyes
The cliff makes deep cuts in my palms
Higher
Higher
Up
The only way
My breath comes short and rough
I scale the jagged rocks
Higher
Higher
Is go up
And all I can do
The bottom is far beneath me
Higher
Higher
I can only climb up
It's peak lies hidden in the heights of the clouds
I am clutching to the side of this endless mountain
allie Apr 2017
a swarm of thoughts
as i read
as i write

1. sitting at a desk. i'm not alright.
2. seven birds hover.
3. can i escape the past?
4. is my life all that bad... i'm alright now.
5. bats that circle and block the sun
6. the ruler whipping down on my hands, my feet, my everything
7. souls gather and gather
8. oh the abuse i have suffered from you
9. lists and lists and lists and lists
10. my death. painful or peace?
11. shutupshutupshutup
12. unnecessary dreams and cliches
13. the wooden stick sits by you as i stare
14. the angry yelling words
15. tomanytomany
16. the end.
If you don't understand, look closer at my list. It's not as it seems; some are memories, some are just thoughts.
allie Apr 2017
PONDERING
the CAPS
the WORDS
the SOMETIMES

PONDERING
the CAPS
the WORDS
the SOMETIMES

maybe. i ponder.
the caps with infill.
the words will slur
the sometimes will happen.
allie Mar 2017
a Rhythm is what I dream of.
One that can flow
So I used (parentheses) to make people think that I have a rhythm.
Or italics, or bold words.
Maybe commas, or periods.
Or something among the lines.
What I'm really doing is
Finding a Rhythm.

I play with the fonts, with the size, with the writing.
It doesn't really help.
But, if I cause enough damage to the original text,
I forget what's happening outside of the screen.
I guess I want a Rhythm.

Finally, I found a Rhythm.
allie Mar 2017
Once they were unleashed
The brutal truth appeared

Scars formed on my body
As it was scratched and cut
Blood trickled out slowly
Mocking me

My eyes are misty
They followed the liquid
It continued as if it was a mere river

I am but human
Nothing more
Nothing less

You can hurt me
You can save me
It's all up to you

As your mind swirls
Remember what you did to me
My sister wrote this and I thought I should put it here. It belongs.
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