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i pull away in the nick of time
right before he captures his lips with mine
he grabs my shoulders
my meekness making him bolder
and as i struggle he pulls me in closer
as if this changes the fact that this is part of an older
struggle for dominance
but aware of an audience
i shrug out of his violent embrace
as his angry fingers try to erase
my fear of his anger
my fear that he will linger
in this ferocious dispute
of me trying to escape you
bruises bloom as you glide your hand down my arm
as you make everyone forget with your charm
bruises bloom in my heart
as your words tear me apart
bruises bloom in my mind
as you blind
the ones that could mend
the bruises you tend
like a garden of blue green
roses
this type of relationship needs to be eradicated, I've seen it happen too many times.
i.
forehead kisses;
flannel covered embraces.

ii.
funny how a such a simple act
made me so intoxicated, yet it seems natural.

iii.
the nature of these feelings has nothing to do with
butterflies in my stomach, but maybe a whole flock of birds.

iv.
I can feel my heartbeat in my throat, my face is flushed,
going faster than any hummingbirds, whether inside me, or in my head.

v.
so warm, so promising, so deadly--
fleeting moments like this make me wonder
why I bother trying to breathe around you.
Strawberry blond
She
Everyone thought she was happy and some were even jealous. They thought she had everything and that her life was great the way she came to school always happy and joking around.


They thought she had it all, the grades, the friends, the humor, the boys.

They thought she had the best family because her mom was so funny and brought her lunch or the funny stories she could tell.

They thought she could do most if not anything because she was athletic and fit into any sport or activity she tried.

She was always called by them ,the girl who had so much energy, or, class joker.

What they didn’t know was she would always brace herself before getting out of the car to make sure she had on a smile or the tears in her eyes were hidden. Or even how before she got to class she had to sit on the bathroom floor and pray she could make through one more day.

What they didn’t know was when she joked about how her grades were slipping that she was terrified of what would be said when she got home.

What they didn’t know was she felt like she had no friends and that when she talked to someone she pleaded that they could see her story through her eyes.

What they didn’t know was the boy she liked never even knew her name and when he did he could never see her as anything other than that girl in some of his classes who always had the jokes.

What they didn’t know was she counted down every day at school till she would have to go home and hear the disappointment from her mom. How she counted down the hours, no, the minutes until she could get away from feeling unloved and not wanted.
How she prayed every night for someone to take her away from this place. How around family she was just that girl with the father who was never going to stay.

What they didn’t know was the only reason she was athletic was because she loved to feel everything that weighed her down get lifted off because she pushed herself to the breaking point to just forget about everything else.

What they didn’t know was the names they said all she wished was for her to have one person to call her friend.

But what they did know was that she was Miss Great who had most if not everything going for her.

Some people might say it’s that’s all that matters. What other people know. That they don’t need to know all of your business.

But what if that is what could have saved her. What other people did know.

But soon she’ll just start her day all back over and the process will repeat.

Maybe if you see that one person and look into their eyes you’ll see what they’re trying to tell you. What you can know.

Maybe, just maybe, you’ll see her.
 Feb 2015 BraileyVine
Lesoulist
Stop pretending that anything was that easy
So easy that is not even close to easy at all..
Sometimes it keeps me wondering
How long it takes me to finish something
When other people were just saying like
"Oh, it just took me a while."
You know how bad it makes me feel?
Wondering if I'm just slow
Or those people got super powers??
And I ain't got any?! wt..
But let me say this..
People of this human world!!!
You have to be honest sometimes
That you have gone through a lot of things also
Till you end up to where you are now..
It's not gonna pull you down
Or will erase you from your hall of fame or something..
Instead it will inspire others so that they can also do the same things..
That it can be possible
And can be acquired!
Let's say, Yes, you are more talented than most of these people
But isn't it more good to help each other out?
Than just being there alone in the spotlight?
 Feb 2015 BraileyVine
BG
Signs
 Feb 2015 BraileyVine
BG
how did you not notice the lack of smiles?
they've been gone,
hardly seen for a while.

how did you not notice the silent air?
the inhumane peace,
the ice-cold stare.

how did you not notice the bloodshot eyes?
from up all nights,
from desperate cries.

how did you not notice the lack of soul?
the once beating heart
has resulted to coal.

how did you not notice my wearing away?
you didn't care,
nothing more to say.
 Feb 2015 BraileyVine
BG
reality
 Feb 2015 BraileyVine
BG
I blame my ignorance
for my view on reality;
my hopes were so high,
but now they've become
my d
            o
               w
                   n
                      f
                         a
                             l
                                l
.
I can't take it anymore.
 Feb 2015 BraileyVine
BG
I was dusk and you were dawn,
you were the knight while I was a pawn.
so as you rose I began to set,
the night consumed by horrific threats.
I couldn't move, I couldn't see -
the night had taken control of me.
I struggled, I wept, I became insane,
but to you up above, I was just a game.
I began to beg, I started to plea,
for you to help - to set me free.
so when the darkness let me drown,
you didn't know, for you weren't looking down.
I want to text him



right now.
please, I'm not strong enough to stop myself...
Wait!

Wait!

Wait just one more,
Minute you don't have,
To understand yourself,
Takes far too much,
Effort you can't give,
It isn't worth it.

Stop!

Stop!

Stop and understand the,
Dark that comforts you,
Cannot keep you safer than,
Light you hate,
For it always leads to,
Revealing too much.

Please!

Please!

Please listen to,
A pointless voice,
Calling to you from somewhere,
Far away from here,
Where light doesn't burn,
Your frail skin.

No!

No!

No more life to lose,
When your whole existence is doomed,
To drown in it's own blood,
Despite the desperate cries,
Of dead and dying,
To stay away.

Even they reject you.
Based on my life a couple of years ago, I'm fine now.
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