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 Apr 2019 Anthony Perry
D
its always everything all at once
there's no break
no reprieve

so please express youself away from me
by fall out boy*

not actually
 Apr 2019 Anthony Perry
Jen
How can this be?
These vessels swim on
A cellophane sea

It’s art,

As they move
Slowly constricted
Somewhat restricted, on
A cellophane sea

The crane swoops down
Barely misses a fish with
Tissue paper fins
It would have
Been a meager
Lunch

The eye of
A paper mache
Hurricane moves in,
Slowly crawls
It flows,
It flows,
They all survive,
On a cellophane sea
Lost in abstract thought right now...
Dancing in the dark
With you in my arms
With hope this will be ours

I do not deserve you
But I have you and love you
I long to see you again

Dancing in the light of the sun
With your head on my shoulder
With hope I will hear your voice again
With hope I will see your face again
I miss being vulnerable
the feeling of being open
the ability to be exposed
and pretend I’m not broken
I miss letting people in on my secrets
I miss people wondering my fears
I miss people wanting to know more and more
but all those people have disappeared
those people took parts of me with them
leaving holes inside for me to find
maybe that’s why my heart hums
but I have to keep an open mind
I’ll hide the pieces people have left for me
(I wish people would’ve done the same with mine)
I’ll pick them up and hold them dearly
(oh and I wonder why I’m so confined)
do I really miss being vulnerable?
letting people in?
I can keep telling myself, “people always leave”
but I’ll only regret it in the end.
sept 21, 2018 (7:15 PM)
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