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delilah Feb 2019
i'm here for a good time not for a long time
and i know that sounds like a joke
but i mean it
i'm not living forever
and i'm not growing old
my life will sizzle out
like a burnout matchstick
and so
i would like to live in moments not more
wanting more is an appetite you can't satisfy
so
i'll feast on moments of bliss
moments in which i don't wish, i revel in what i've been given
moments in which i don't need, i have your love
moments in which
all i know
all i want
and
all i need
exists
but only for a moment
and what a moment it'll be
  Jan 2019 delilah
Mitchell Mulkey
i realized recently that i do love my friends
that word so easily gets thrown around now
that i was never sure that other than family and those i deeply cared for
that it would ever come out
now im not trying to give some kind of old folks home rant
about how things have changed
and love doesnt mean the same thing that it used to
like it doesnt hold the same weight that it used to
when in reality i feel like it holds more than ever
it's just easier to bear now
so we say it more than ever
in a world defined by hatred
its only right for us to love each other
whether friend or brother
son, daughter
sister, father, mother
cousins, aunts, uncles
significant others
now i didnt tell my friends i loved them
because the phrase was reserved for those i couldn't live without
but honestly, not trying to be over dramatic
but in terms of my friends
i dont think i would be alive without
like i dont think i could fall asleep at night, hugging my pillow tight and smile without
like i dont think i could get up in the morning and brush my teeth, clean my sheets and get in my car and drive without
and since i know that there are people that feel the same way towards me, theres no longer this strong sense of wanting to die right now
so i really love my friends
and i let them know that every chance that i can manage
because that old folks home sermon
about how love isn't the same now
doesnt do us any good
it only really does us damage
delilah Jan 2019
i'm sorry
i know it wasn't meant to be like this
i wasn't meant to feel more
more than butterflies
more than a rush
more than lust
i know i messed up
i know i got greedy
i know
and i'm sorry
sorry that i loved you
sorry that i felt beyond
beyond a small backseat
beyond your navy sheets
beyond late night meets
i'm sorry i felt more
more than you would match
i'm sorry
  Jan 2019 delilah
LS
i remember the last time we spoke
and i told you
“i’m just tired of holding onto something that isn’t there.”
and you looked up at me and said
“then let go.”
so i did.
delilah Jan 2019
frays from ripped pages
forced cover up art
wrinkles from excess ink
makeshift scrap-booking
all to hide
hide everything i wish to forget
everything that was worth writing down
omitting names to avoid writing them away
or into existence
code words i'll never remember
because i don't want
imagine lying to yourself everyday
imagine teasing yourself with the truth
imagine covering reality with stickers
i have kept a diary for all four years of high school
i started re-reading them and found i censor myself
as though that'll stop me from remembering every moment
  Jan 2019 delilah
Richard Frank
He was in his death bed laying on his last moments
As he reminisces, he plunges himself to the past
I am dying, he thought himself
Pondering about the things he's never done
How he never swam the vast oceans across the world
Climbed the tallest mountain that ever existed
Regretting about how he never stole the stars from the night sky

Here he lays on his death bed faced against his mortality
The cold and dark death whispered across his ears
An afterlife might be waiting after him,
He might be reincarnated and live a thousand lives,
But this life will remain unlived
The school came up and I've not been posting poems lately
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