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 Nov 2020 j
Jay
Eternal Summer
 Nov 2020 j
Jay
I touch concrete on my knees-
Wounds, hot flesh, a familiar sting.

I bleed to scab,
Pick and itch more.

"All is fair in love and war."
 Nov 2017 j
Sia Jane
Chimera
 Nov 2017 j
Sia Jane
All I have are
these photographs
without you.

thrown on the bed
you stare at me
through the
laughing clown &

the moon crescent
above my head
where baby doll
smiles

she glimmers
reflecting the moon
it's peaceful home
in a midnight sky.

you spoke to me
that night & I,
woke soon after
a breaking dawn
with my head spinning
somersaults of
greater fright than
those I tumbled through
on tortured weekends

skipping into class
weighed & deemed
good enough
gymnastic skill
my weight in gold
ticked & signed.

your shadow
followed me
to school &,
I even drew you
when the art teacher
simply asked;
draw what you dreamt
last night


that same day
teacher hung you
above the hall room
&, every lunch time
you would glare
&, every inch of skin
formed goosebumps
for if I dared eat
you'd know, because
you were always right
there.

you took a few years off
fed on another girls
flesh, then another
I would see them
shrinking in size
slipping off to bathrooms
but then,
I was too naive
to know
but what I did know, was
they drew you in
similar ways, &
at home I would pray
that the monster
would be exorcized
on the page, as it had
for me.

I'm aged fourteen
standing in the garage
packed boxes in storage

maybe I found you
or maybe you led me
back, &
as I tore back tape
you smiled at me
flashback;
laughing clown
baby doll

I jumped back in fear
you didn't care
I forced you down
&, I sat on the box
to hide your face
but you were already
whistling
by the garage door
&, right there
was the scorn.

you'd haunted me
every day
since I was born

I was the child you tore
from her home
&
you were the phantom
the ghost
the unwanted
host.


© Sia Jane
 Oct 2017 j
Hayleigh
Anxiety
 Oct 2017 j
Hayleigh
We are worriers
And
We are warriors.
 Oct 2017 j
Shubhi
Friendship
 Oct 2017 j
Shubhi
TIme is a funny thing,
it changes people,
and changes emotions too,
and so relations change...

After a long a time we stand,
we stand before each other,
A long time ago.
we hadn't needed any words to talk,
but now no words help us to talk,
A deep silence stands between us,
don't know where it comes from...

A day will come,
this silence will grow so wide,
even seeing other will be a difficult task,
I pray to die before that day comes,
as it will a death itself...
 Oct 2017 j
Jay
Unread
 Oct 2017 j
Jay
I press your spine against the desk and
break
you
apart.
I hear you crack.
Words spill
into empty air.
They pool at my feet.
Meaningless.
I rifle through your pages.

They quiver like autumn leaves.

I practically
beg
for them to crumble into dust
between my
fingertips
as I leave you.
Bare.
Empty.
Naked.
Between the covers.
 Mar 2016 j
rained-on parade
If love means having to burn this much,
then tell the moon
I'm the sun.

And I'm never going to sleep.
And what of his longing to exist?
 Mar 2016 j
Jay
Same Soul
 Mar 2016 j
Jay
It's like I've known you my whole life.
I can feel your soul,
and when you are next to me
the moment seems incredibly
intense.
Do you feel it?
Maybe.
 May 2015 j
Pea
Ashes
 May 2015 j
Pea
I started burning
Like a phoenix
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