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i tried to **** myself
and two days later i got a concussion from a car accident
everybody asked me "how's your head?"
and i said "fine"
but i thought about how no one normally asked me about the state of my head
because i was not fine
i was not fine
concussions aren't the only things that can be wrong with your brain
but why does nobody ask you about them?
just some thoughts.
Mark my words
Like you mark calendar,
With a bright red pen,
Because you'll be haunted by them
Like they are the date of your death.
 Feb 2015 Batrisyia Hanin
Ominous
I’ll make you feel the heat of my blood,
but only when I feel yours
in my tongue.
It's just four words
But his knees are up his lips
Afraid it might not work in the long run
If she leaves one day
Will he ever find love again?
He loves her like the ocean waves kissing the shore
Like the sun burning despite sleeping but his love beating with fervor
For the gleaming moon with elegance in its eminence
But these four words are impossible for him to speak
"Will you marry me?"
Might never cease to exist

He doesn't know where to begin, for these four words overwhelm him
Flooded with excitement but doused in fear, losing his train of thought when she's near
His love for her burns a flame so bright, lighting up the darkest of nights
He thinks to himself, "we've leaped the hurdles of three words, I love you, I can do these four"


He imagined the first night with her
Will be the most intimate, not ***
But just being with her in bed
Pillow fights to jumping on springs
Talking until the sun rises
Knowing that this will be forever
With these reveries in his head
He cast aside all the enmities and fear inside
Looking at that Tiffany & Co Heart shaped diamond
He called her and said to himself
"This is it. I can do this."

Into the room she glides, glowing like an angel descending from heaven
With a questioning expression, exploring him up and down
She asks "Yes my love?"
With the confidence of kings, he kneels before his queen
Before a word slips his mouth, diamond rivers glisten
Streaming down her scarlet cheeks, he reaches out to her hand

*"Sweetheart, I would like to ask for your hand,
Will you be mine forever?"
Italics Shannon
My first ever collab with Shannon!
I've always though his writes were amazing. And I just had to ask him. Despite being busy at work, he still find time to make this work! Thank u so much dude!!
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 Feb 2015 Batrisyia Hanin
Yihua
200 days ago
I pushed you away
And told you
You'll run away in fear
But you told me
You love me
Told me
To hold your hand and trust you
Told me
To give you my all even if
There's monsters living in me
Told me
You'll never run away in fear
And told me
You'll love every part of me
But 200 days later
You yelled at me-
You're clingy
You're needy
You're possessive
You're petty
You're selfish
You're ridiculous
Maybe you're right I cannot do this-
That moment
My world shattered
and I didn't want to
fall for you
because falling only leads to
scraped knees and
****** bandages

but I enjoyed the beautiful
sunrises that appeared on my
legs and hands
and I kept begging for more
forbidden pain until I was
numb to you

but the amount of scars left on my
canvas of a body today couldn't
add up to the regret I
felt for not having
fallen
hard
enough.
inspired by the bruises you left
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