Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Writing,
I weep
these words
into the world.
Reading,
you kiss
those tears
from my cheeks.
  - mce
rp
You kiss a writer, your mouth bleeds ink.
You kiss me with her name hidden under your tongue
And I pretend that I can't taste her.
You are difficult to love. Not only because I am not good at loving but also because you are quite unlovable.
...
You have died so many deaths.

So much
You've been cremated all over my body,
Especially on my lips.

Matter of fact,
You're buried in my heart.
For him who left his mark and is still dearly cared for after all attempts of hate.
For the constellation you claim to be, allow me to stargaze beneath your sheets.
The trees dance
    to your madness
As your heart hides thunder
     and your veins resemble lightning...
Rather dim,
Perhaps by the darkness of your soul.
Since birth,
We were guaranteed that when it rains,
      it will pour like never before...
Fear not to cry little one.
There is far more hurricane in this world
       and you Ms,
you were not made for occasional drizzle.

Storm
For a friend, fond of rain and what it entails. Crazy, wild child. One who has so much going on in her life but dares not to talk about it or release a single drop of tear... **
Next page