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 Nov 2017 archwolf-angel
ryn
I miss the roar of the fires...
The warmth of the flame
that fuels the luscious
red in me.

I despise the wiles
of indifferent clocks,
the incessant ticking...
That eats into skin and bone.

I anticipate the return of colour.
For all I see, only lingers
within the seemingly infinite
levels of grey.

But I loathe the notion...
That when that time
would finally arrive,
all would’ve turned to stone.
 Nov 2017 archwolf-angel
ryn
Sticks and stones...

Thoughts are just
sticks and stones.

But words...
They break bones.
 Nov 2017 archwolf-angel
ryn
Plunge
 Nov 2017 archwolf-angel
ryn
It was the glint that caught my eye.
Split second moment.
A flash that pierced
through all flurry and rage.

I knew where it was.
I knew what it was.


Like a light switch flicked on,
a thought came on instantly.

It called to me as silent,
swift and sharp as it was...

It called for a plunge.

A plunge to release the red.
A plunge to relieve the pressure.
A plunge to end it.


I wanted so much to
but I did not take that leap.
Because where that
would’ve taken me,
there can never be a way back.
 Nov 2017 archwolf-angel
ryn
Moments
 Nov 2017 archwolf-angel
ryn
.
A moment astray...

Like the bite off the fruit
you weren’t suppose to take.
But tasted so good.

A moment of folly...

One that you’re disgusted with,
yet so proud you took that step
out of the circle.

A moment of recklessness...

That took you on a trip so stellar
that it seemed to last an eternity.
You make the mistake of blinking...
then all is lost.

A moment of reflection...

A string that threads through all
those moments...
And bound unto you.
Keeping you from falling apart.
Keeping you together and whole,
so that more moments

could be made.

.
 Nov 2017 archwolf-angel
ryn
Remedy
 Nov 2017 archwolf-angel
ryn
Walls, they seem
like they’re caving in
Flurry of thoughts
causing quite the din

Joints ache, knees tremble
and body all weak
Throat nauseated, mind disheveled
and hours bleak

I’ll need a crutch,
a cane with which to stand
I’ll need support, nothing more,
I’ll need a hand

Don’t rest on me, my bones
would break before they bend
Let me instead,
lean on you for right now
what I need is a friend
 Sep 2017 archwolf-angel
ryn
Hours lost...
But I feel like I've gained

I felt nothing...
No recollection of the world.
No worries.
No thoughts.
No questions.
No demons.

Felt like I was dead but...
I got a morbid sense of peace,
and reassurance.
I felt bliss.

Unshackled, untethered and unbound
in those hours,
I felt one with the disconnection
from my life.

Strange and worrisome...
But I long to be caught in those
lost hours again.
oh
whisper to me
eternal night
while
thy
soul
bath in the
soft moonlight
 Sep 2017 archwolf-angel
A D
do we actually ,
needed to feel and be hurt,
to know we are healed?
I don't know if I make any sense :/
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