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SeaChel Nov 2017
just hearing your name
starves my lungs of oxygen
and shatters my heart
Haiku-ish.  Am I cheating by tying the title into the first/last line of the poem? -.-
SeaChel Nov 2017
Oh,
how easy is it for me to simply
forgive the hurt
you caused my soul to endure;
Forgetting
is a whole different matter though.
You must have me under your spell,
for when you’re next to me
I forget every wrong doing you've done,
but as soon as you leave,

every

single

thing

comes down upon me.
Like a wave crashing angrily upon the shore
when the sea is storming;
Like getting caught in a sudden downpour
that drenches and chills you to the bone.
These things I can’t forget
climb into my mouth
and slither down my throat;
keeping my lungs from filling with air
and keeping the heartbreaking sobs in.
SeaChel Nov 2017
after hours, days, weeks of crying
over a love lost
i wondered how the water kept pouring
from my eyes
and how i did not shrivel into nothingness

however
then i realized the correlation
between the bottomless sea
and the endless salty tears
constantly leaking from my ocean eyes
using all lowercase for aesthetic purposes now...
SeaChel Nov 2017
i cut back the branches you ensnared around my heart
just to realize
you also left your thorns deep in the *****
which i will have to agonizingly pull out
one by one
I'm back.  It seems like depression and anxiety always bring out the inspiration to write in me.
SeaChel Nov 2013
There is more romance in a simple coffee stain
than there is in a single bone from my body.
SeaChel Nov 2013
Bad habits die hard,
or so they say.
Though my bad habits
won't ******* die at all.
SeaChel May 2013
Stars twinkle while suspended
in the dark sky above.
Some dim, others bright;
A handful hued, the majority white.
From their perch beyond, and
when their numbers appear multiplied
as the moon is absent,
they whisper, "destiny," to me.
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