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Zero Oct 2020
cut my heart out of my chest and watch it beat for you.
replace the empty void with your love and fill me to the very brim.
tie your red string to my finger and lead me through the darkness.
let my heart beat for you.
let it beat for us.
  Oct 2020 Zero
Angle Angel
And I remember watching that stupid movie

It had so many awards

Nothing scary had happened but the darkness it projected made me anxious

You held me

You held me during

You held me after

But even then,
Though comforting,

I still don’t love you
  Oct 2020 Zero
Parker
ill forever have a piece of you, and you'll forever have a piece of me.




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Zero Oct 2020
I see your face in cloudy street lamps.

they're dark and gloomy.
just like you.

your cynical smile could light up a room and I'm still confused as to how you did it.
yet I never questioned it back then.

I wish I had.

that smile was the most comforting thing in the world.
and I watched it wither away into sunken cheek bones and rotten teeth.

I watched your lungs wither away to empty ribcages.
and your arms turn into brittle bones.

I watched your shoulders hug your own body.
and your hips turn into handles.

I watched you decay into the nothingness of the world.
and sometimes I feel, that if I questioned that cynical smile.

you'd still be here
Zero Oct 2020
breath i n ,
breath o u t .

taste the flavor as it collects in your lungs.
feel the sting in the back of your throat.

breath i n ,
breath o u t .

its warm and inviting. do you feel it?
your head is starting to buzz. careful.

breath i n ,
breath o u t .

your dizzy, you head is fuzzy, stop.
the buzz is so inviting, you say.

breath i n ,
breath o u t .

if its inviting why cant you see straight.
it feels good? no it doesnt.

breath i n ,
breath o u t .

you did it to yourself. i warned you to slow down.
but you dont care.

breath i n ,
breath o u t .

the feelings to good to bare.
and now youre stuck in this never ending cycle,
of breathing in your own special oxygen.
Zero Oct 2020
sometimes i stare.
i stare at the way peoples hair flows in the wind,
i stare at how peoples heels hit the ground when they walk,
i stare at how their hands move when they hand their money to the cashier.
i stare sometimes.
i marvel at the way people take off their coats,
or the way they bend down to tie their shoes,
maybe even the way their lips purse when they focus.
i take in the little things about every last soul on the subway.
how they put in their headphones,
how they speak,
how they spin their wedding rings.
sometimes i stare.
im just taking in the beauty of the crowd
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