Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
551 · Nov 2014
Engulfed in Flames
Brittany Kimball Nov 2014
I found you quietly settled into my bones
an evangelical arthritis that cracked not only my structure but also my soul
and you slid down my spine for enjoyment
I found you clogging my veins after I told you to leave
flooding my lungs making it impossible to breathe
you shined with harsh lights that sting my eyes which had only known the dark
but the sting was unbearable

two people in love
as much as in hate
too proud to abandon this ship and save ourselves
we are falling like an airplane; plummeting through the sky
we have lost all hope
you can see it in our eyes
we ride this plane down
alternating between holding each other
and yelling from opposite ends of the plane
even as we are plummeting
we are torn apart
yet unable to let go
as the ground approaches now i desperately scream "save me! hold me close to you!"
so we can stand together
one last time
as defiance to the wreckage
but you stood there
watching me engulfed in flames

so when you asked to leave, i was relieved to be alone
i wasn't even hungry
and incase you wondering
it didn't take a pill to keep me sane
i have almost breathed deeper knowing that
you are on your own tonight
I didn't drive home in tears this time
when you said goodbye
instead i revved my god ****** engine
my heart is still beating
my ribs are not broken
my mind was never ruined
i am not brewing in darkness, wide eyed and hopeless
pleading to an omnipotent being
that 17 is just too young
312 · Nov 2014
Fearful Birds
Brittany Kimball Nov 2014
like fearful birds we stay trapped
inside this small constricting barricade
hiding from whats in the world
as we continue to wither and fade
our numbers are constantly falling
while we are horrifically devoured
always under attack from everything, always
humanity plagues this world and leaves us so underpowered
I was deceived by this false sense of peace
along with the destruction of my walls
hoping my dismal fates will turn around
understand that
in this cruel disgusting world
doing nothing is a sin
so unless you stand up and fight
you can never hope to win
the window is left shattered now
our withered bodies try to shout
running away from this life we cant bring ourselves to devout
we scream for the things we can't live without

This is not what is best for us.

every day
every hour
we need to turn the pain into power
us fearful birds can not continue to be too scared of flying too high and losing our feathers

— The End —