Blue Like the Sky: Favorites

Jun 2013 Blue Like the Sky

You Said

Jun 2013 Blue Like the Sky

Tenisyn

You Said

For my "Big Brother".*
Love Always, *****.

You said it was adorable
The way my hair curled
around the hollows of my neck
Brushing across my skin
like a
n o o s e

You said my looks could shatter glass,
that my repugnant features
would SURELY guarantee a life of solitude
You loved to point out my flaws
And how my laugh was too late
breathing too loud
walking too fast

The shallow scars on my wrists
were alluring to you
you encouraged me to make more
and I loved the kiss of cold metal just a little too much
and
you
loved
that
I
loved
it.

You said you understood me
my thoughts were dark and scattered
I wasn't always able to share them with you
But I didn't need to
you already
"u n d e r s t o o d"

my dark companion
the only one I ever trusted
We fought our demons together
Dragging the other to hell as well

You wasted no time in telling me
what a waste I was
of skin
of space
and I wasted no time in  b e l i e v i n g  you

You would hold me in your arms
and whisper bittersweet nothings
compliments with a hard slap attached
convincing me I was far more flawed than I am.

We fought like rabid wolves
growling,
hissing,
howling,
circling,
nipping at my ankles,
you'd force me to f a l l.

tearing and ripping apart flesh
with words
and my feeble palms
left angry red marks on your chest and face
but my struggle only made you more eager

Every tear that fell from my face
gave you life
every sob that came from my throat
gave you a voice
you could not stand alone
you said
y o u  c o u l d   n o t   l i v e   w i t h o u t   m e

You said I didn't understand you
that I could never comprehend the torment YOU
were experiencing
I was FAR too dull to see.

It wasn't until I realized
I didn't need to play your childish games
I didn't need you
or your "passionate, intense" heart.

Once I stopped hitting back
your blows became harder

Not worthy of love.

Not worthy of life.

Not worthy of existence.

And I believed you.
I trusted you.

E n d   i t,
you said.
Peering down at the street far below us

You said to.

The height was dizzying

Y o u   s a i d
"Jump."

Note: I'm still alive and healthy, and I'm a lot more happy than I was at the time this writing takes place. The person that inspired this is someone I am no longer in contact with, this poem is my way of letting go and moving on. Thank you all so much for your kind words and support!

May 2013 Blue Like the Sky

I can't say this out loud.

May 2013 Blue Like the Sky

Amanda Jerry

I can't say this out loud.

You probably understand. Or maybe you don't, after all. Either way, it is jumping around inside me and if I don't let it out soon all my carbonation will fizz up and run over the side of my glass and I don't want to waste all that sweetness.

I want to kiss you underwater.

I want that kiss to be the only thing keeping us alive. Down there we are foreigners, aliens. Grasping, I want to feel your flesh in stark contrast to the smooth wetness all around me, like a secret.

All that life where we cannot live. Exotic, forbidden, so lovely. I am sick with love.

May 2013 Blue Like the Sky

When She Wakes Up

May 2013 Blue Like the Sky

Lindisa Mathabela

When She Wakes Up

If you wait long enough and allow the silence that roams through the air to stream into your system, you will be lucky enough to see Her in Her wake. Who, you ask? Our Earth.
You can just about see Her blink in the clouds, and Her blue pupils in the vast sky. As she wakes Her little souldiers up and prepares the day for Her people. You can see a driven arachnid as it pulls for its little significant life up the bark of a strong standing tree that was able to handle its own through the night time, with none but a natural rope.
You can see the winged pilots as they take off into the open blue. If you listen carefully enough, maybe you can hear the sweet messages hidden in the midst of their honey-like twitter. You can see the newly dressed Autumn leaf let go of the water droplets it has used through the night as though sweating after a long night's work.
You can hear the young laughter of the first few children as they run about free in a field of their own, you can almost smell their candy-scented breaths. You can see the shadows of the trees as they drag away on the ground, just before they retire for the day. As the dusk progresses, The Sun smiles brighter because it knows that it has human spirits to cheer up, a human duty that it so happily performs.
In the night, I will thank Her for the beauty that she bears and welcome The Night with free sense, for He sings a beautiful lullaby to put Her and Her hard-working souldiers to rest.
And if you listen just right, you can hear His perfect rhythm of nature so that you may sleep as peacefully as She is.

May 2013 Blue Like the Sky

Poem Written on Your Skin

May 2013 Blue Like the Sky

Wolves and Lilies

Poem Written on Your Skin

I'll write a poem on your skin
With my lips, our love tattooed on every inch
At the back of your ear, your delicate nape
Your perfect spine and cheeks like wine

I'll breathe the words in your mouth
Let your soul read and keep my oath
Trace it in your waist and engrave the lines
Down to the lovely hidden shrine

Your eyes on my eyes, my warm hands on your hips
I can hear our poem inside your chest
The rhythm of our hearts will turn it into a song
And with your gentle kiss

*I'll write again.

May 2013 Blue Like the Sky

Story of a jealous me

May 2013 Blue Like the Sky

FeelMyFeelings

Story of a jealous me

She gets everything,
No matter what it is,
She gets
Whatever, Whoever,Whenever,
It’s not fair to the people,
The people that actually have to work,
Work toward what they want,
Work toward what they need in life,
Then there’s always,
That one person that comes along,
Not even moving a finger,
But she takes it all,
I wish I could be like her,
But no,
She’s too pretty without
Even trying,
She’s a ***** but,
No one cares,
She has the perfect body,
And eats what she wants,
Tell me,
How do I become her?

May 2013 Blue Like the Sky

The Madman

May 2013 Blue Like the Sky

Micah Alex

The Madman

I'm walking through crystals of insanity,
Mad I may be, but everything is clear to me,
But still it doesn't look real, feels like a dream.
Strange Insanity.

Strange Insanity,
How when I'm muddled I see your hypocrisy better,
You call me raving mad all you want,
But I'm still more honest than you'll ever be.

I'm still more honest than you'll ever be,
Looking beyond your best,
I call a ***** a *****,
But I'm not perfect.

I'm not perfect,
Little by little my masks peeling off,
In between chocolate sunshine moments of utopia,
A strange frenzy to fill rivers with your blood.

A strange frenzy to fill rivers with your blood,
What can I say, with your chrysanthemum fading away,
Simple Phobia overblown into monster clowns,
Ghost towns of my fury populated with thistles and brambles.

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wafuib You are not what you show me,
No! I'm coming to **** asfduiahnb,
Let me taint the crystals of my insanity with your blood.

May 2013 Blue Like the Sky

Smudginess

May 2013 Blue Like the Sky

jess

Smudginess

I thought I could see.
that I was aware
but not really.

I thought it was real
that I could grasp it
but not really.

It was just the smudginess, the
glossy illusion

And worst of all
in those sweet seconds
I thought I was whole
but not really.