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B Chapman May 2018
Murky water I won't try to fight
A pinpoint hole
through which dark meets light

The somber mother of truth
Choosing this oppression
Destruction of a perfect conception

Cringing away from the touch of love
Rattling my bones
for what I don't deserve

Impossible consequences
For saying 'no'
to a God.
B Chapman Mar 2018
A million memories
Folded into the time
From youth and rage
To parents with wrinkled eyes.

Mistakes and celebrations
Joy and separations
Loss and superstition
Grief and new beginnings.

From Jack and coke
To green and candy
Diamonds and rings
New life in a tiny being

The white rabbit man
The strays and their pets
With questionable morals
Our karma resets.

So many regrets
A few were you
Too many obstacles
But together we jumped through.
B Chapman Mar 2018
I penned your life,
sketched your face,
gave you breath,
and stole it away.

With the opening line
I knew where you ended.
I twisted your soul.
You believed you could fix it

I could feel your hair,
see the tears in your eyes,
taste your hope,
as I fed you with lies.

You're as real as a thought
and I am your God.
Am I so cruel
when I let you be loved?

Your fate is not so harsh.
I let you hold her hand,
but only through the veil
once I allowed death to descend
B Chapman Mar 2018
Fingertips racing with my pulse
Soft skin and feral cries
Distancing thoughts
As my mind unwinds

Dampened skin
The taste of lust
The prayer of my name
On your tongue

The long sip of water
After the crash into bliss
You stroking my hair
With a goodnight kiss

My knuckles in your ribs
Because **** you snore
Your head on my chest
My heart tender and sore

The bull against the water
One of us bound to drown
Pride battling stubbornness
Until our light blew out.
  Dec 2017 B Chapman
capybara
my cat is smarter than the president
there is a problem with that
B Chapman Dec 2017
Poverty levels are miles above me.
Haven't eaten for days,
but the child's tummy is happy.
That's all that really matters, right?

Stolen vehicles and slinging to get by,
selling myself and losing my mind
an inch at a time.
But, I'm clean in too many ways.

Greed and snapping jaws trained at me.
Every angle of escape blocked,
this is my Destiny.
I chose the wrong hearts to trust.

I gave a mile.
I lost it all.
Though I want to give up,
I just can't afford to blow.

I'll feign strength and plastered
     happiness.
Block it all like I've done in the past.
One day I'll be blessed with death,
and I'll rejoice in the simple
     emptiness.
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