Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Bekah Sep 2024
I wonder when my blue skies
Slowly faded to grey
I’m beginning to think
It’s always been that way

Because for as long as I can remember
There’s been a storm inside my mind
Casting cloudy weather
With no light to shine

I wish for nothing more  
Than to feel warmth upon my face
To look up at the sun
And soak up all her rays

But I suppose for now
Dancing in the rain will have to do
Until my skies of grey  
Turn back into blue
Bekah Sep 2024
Let’s play a game
Set the stakes high
Winner takes all
An eye for an eye

A calculated risk
That I’ve prepared to lose
But nothing compares
To the damage you’ll ensue

It goes knights before bishops
And just a few pawns
The sacrifice required
To right all the wrongs

I’ve got you surrounded
With nowhere to hide
I told you winner takes all
An eye for an eye
Bekah Sep 2024
You’ll fall out of love
When you notice my flaws
And one day you’ll wonder
How you ever loved me at all
  Aug 2024 Bekah
indi
have I ever told you?
you are the August moon, December rain
and I am summer year-round.
when we meet, the light catches
and from your rain and my sun
we make a burst of color -
fleeting,
beautiful,
and never real.
Bekah Aug 2024
I feared her beauty
And held my breath
The things unspoken,
Left unsaid
Fragments broken
Like shattered glass
Show a time
That came to pass
A veiled mirror
Reflects the truth
She is not me
She is not you
I wrote this because “she” is the truth. The things we hide away that are begging to be set free.
Bekah Aug 2024
She is a mosaic
Of beautiful, broken things
Melded together by hands
Far more careless than my own
I wish for nothing more
Than to take the fragments
Of her fragile existence
And turn them into something
That lets the light shine through
Bekah Aug 2024
The candy clouds are weeping;
Rain comes pouring down
Thunder rolls over the valley
Bringing darkness all around

The once colorful sky
Filled with purples, pinks, and blues
Are now smoky clouds of grey
From this eternal monsoon

The candy clouds are weeping;
So with them I will cry
And take shelter from the storm
Beneath the ancient pine
Next page