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  Oct 2018 Anne Webb
Death by Decoy
I can't tell directly
What's not meant to be
I can't ask you to feel
Something you learned to conceal
One can only speak in metaphors
About their dented, key less doors

When life puts you in a challenging test
I can only provide you a life vest
As the storm hits you with sheer force,
Don't give up, recall your hope's source

Please endure for a little more
And wait for when you can swim back ashore
To those who feel like their life is in constant battle with an endless storm, I'm sure you'll win the fight if you endure and stay strong.
  Oct 2018 Anne Webb
Death by Decoy
So I;

I move in the same pace as the river.
I flow along with it as I keep a shiver;
Ignoring all the rocks that come my way,
so never will I be in one place to stay.

Yet you;

You struggle against the fast moving water.
You flow against it with a sturdy little quiver;
Using the rocks as so to keep you at bay,
then breathe a sigh of contentment and stay.
Anne Webb Sep 2018
His name was Jamie Lee
and in all my humble life
he and only he
always stuck by my side

Whenever I felt alone
I looked up at the sky
a shiver ran through me, skin and bone
when his ghostly hand held mine

Only because of him
I know the word love
whenever my day was a little grim
I could count on his tender smile

to make me feel
to make me feel more
to make me feel more alive
In order to keep my ghostly friend anonymous I used a different name.
  Sep 2018 Anne Webb
Semicolon
Hey mom-dad, listen.
Hit me, hate me, throw me out,
But don't shut me up.
My dear mom, my dear dad,
Please listen to me talk.
You're the place where I can unveil myself and be true to who I am.
You're the place where I can pour my heart out and expect to be heard.
You're the place I want to spend my life talking and being heard.
Please don't tell me to shut up
Because I talk too much,
Because no one likes what I speak,
Because I talk *******,
Because no one would listen to me,
Because I need to stay silent sometimes,
Because nobody likes the stories I have to tell,
Please don't tell me to shut up,
Just because that's what I need to do.
Listen to me.
Please.
  Sep 2018 Anne Webb
thepoeticwit
"**** it"
no
I refuted

I said,
"Bless it"

The world is enough a hell to be ******
Why curse it further?
a mini-work
  Aug 2018 Anne Webb
Isabelle
i touched your soul
and scribbled my name on it
love, you’ll never get lost again
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