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Artistry Aug 2017
My flower in the thorns.
My single drop of rain.
Different than the others.

...Be just a little same.

Love me like you said you would,
For as long as we shall be!
Close your eyes to the tears.
No one has to see.

We'll burn the world around us.
Ignite the sky with flame.
I'll carry you in my pocket
Through the cold and endless rain.

Setting sun in embers.
Hollow lonely moon.
Hold me through the pain.
The long night will be here soon.
Artistry Aug 2017
A woman's life is full of men.
They each see her as a prize.

A thing to touch and maybe hold.
Not intelligent. Not wise.

I am an object to you.
Walking ******* and skin.

You only think of what to say.
In the chance I might let you in.

My thoughts are deep
and my emotions pure
I have no time for boy games anymore.

My heart is full of pent up rage
Because I am an object to you.
Can't you see that the truth is...

You are an object to me too.
  Aug 2017 Artistry
Em MacKenzie
Goodnight to all, it's time to die,
I'm going to join the stars in the sky,
you'll see me if you truly stare,
even when the skies are bare.
Just think of me, and I'll be there.

Bring me home and don't cry for me,
I was the weakest branch in the family tree,
and it's time for new life to grow,
you'll feel my arms in the wind's blow,
yes you must know, it's hard to go.

We did laugh, we did cry,
we gave each day our best try,
but as the moon relieves the sun,
everyone has their time come.

Farewell to the girl I love,
you made my life all I ever dreamed of,
and within you I found my home,
you made darkness gold and sadness chrome,
but now it's time for my soul to roam.

But we did love, we did live,
we gave eachother all we could give,
but as the moon relieves the sun,
death makes exceptions for no one.

Goodbye to all, return me to the earth,
to the planet that gave me birth,
you'll feel me in all of the seas,
you'll find me in every tree's leaves,
so you see for me; you need not grieve.

We did laugh, we did cry,
now it's time for my goodbye,
but as the moon relieves the sun,
it seems my time is finally done.

We did live and we did more,
but there's no chance for an encore,
'cause as the moon relieves the sun,
mortality's a battle never won.
  Aug 2017 Artistry
E. E. Cummings
i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite new a thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body.  i like what it does,
i like its hows.  i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones,and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the,shocking fuzz
of your electric furr,and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh….And eyes big love-crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you so quite new
Artistry Aug 2017
In the darkest part of my mind
I find cobwebs I never wanted to find.
Areas haunted by my past.
Dreams I knew would never last.

It's in this place I find your face...
I find regret and sorrow.

I can't help but be worried that today is without tomorrow.

When you died you left without goodbye and I can barely recall your face.

No picture. no voice. no trace.

All the things we did and didn't do
Are in the dark corner my mind made for you.
Artistry Jul 2017
Swerve a little to left
and all this will go away.

A moment of bravery
for a peacefulness that will stay.

I wonder if it hurts to die
Or if living is the pain.
I can't imagine it'll hurt more
Than this feeling of mundane.

Selfish thoughts of escape
Decisions I long to make.

But this night is dark and deep
And I was never promised sleep.

I won't leave you behind my tiny men
I'll be better tomorrow or at least I'll pretend.
Artistry Jun 2017
When a thought of him appears, I shove it down inside. To the deepest depths of my soul. Where 6 years of hell can hide.

Every memory of him a fleeting cloud. A hollow tree. A ghost of what we never were. What I thought we'd be.

Thank God for taking him away.
Thank God I didn't stay.

I was so deep in his anger. I was so beat down by his words.

He stole a piece of me. My innocence. My dignity. For awhile...I thought it was real. I thought it was how I should feel.

The abuse was more than I could take,
And I'm thankful he's now someone else's mistake.
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