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 Mar 2016 Bilford
Maple Mathers
The hearse inside of me;
Screeching to a halt.

The dam of manipulation;
Filtering out my common sense.

You are
The prescription overdose;
Asphyxiating all the rest.

You set up forever and whirled away
But I liked it,
*I confess.
(All poems original Copyright of Eva Denali Will © 2015, 2016)
 Feb 2016 Bilford
Maple Mathers
You are                                                              ­             
My ellipsis dots,                                           
                  trailing away, unspoken                     
. . .
                                                  You'll always belong
                                                                              on my horizon.
“I like your face better than you like my face.”

All poems original Copyright of Eva Denali Will © 2015, 2016
***Minus this one, sort of, as it was adapted but an old sinistra poem - the original work by my sister, Whitney Ingrid Will ©, 2007/2008.
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 Feb 2016 Bilford
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 Feb 2016 Bilford
Creepstar
I wave goodbye to my heroes past away,
Memories will last,the rest left to decay.

Like ships sailing beyond the horizon,
Still disappears,even if you keep your eyes on 'em.

"I'll catch you later guys",
Because in the end,everybody dies.
The only certainty in life is death
 Feb 2016 Bilford
Andrew Parker
Totally forgot to post my new poem.
February 2, 2012

Friends

Do they ache?
Do they break?
Will they be there when you wake?
Can they be fake?
Could I make
one,
or maybe a ton?
Wouldn't that be so much fun?
Fun, fun.
I want some.
Who can I get it from?
Street ***.
Stranger's hum.
My feelings going numb.
um...
**** my thumb.
Like a baby.
Please, someone save me.
Whine, whine!
You are mine.
On these drugs,
tonight I'll dine.
Sublime.
But then turn on a dime.
Throw up.
Wish I'd just grow up.
Give up on this drug cup,
I mean cocktail.
My lungs fail.
I look so pale.
And this is the end of my sorry drug tale.

Are drugs good friends?
A birthday no one cares about.
A forgotten sacred moment
No one to celebrate with
17 lone candles burning down
A push of air and they flicker out
A silent wish to be reborn
A snap and a frozen moment is created
But no one smiles, no one laughs.
A frozen moment has been created
But there is no one to share it with.
One year older but no one cares
Another year of success but no one notices.
My friends birthday was like this
we shall not leave this world alive
as we’ll discover at the end of our life

yet even though we know all that
we still cannot imagine being not
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