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  Dec 2014 Chelsea Patton
Unpuresoul
I hate this feeling
But time and time again
This feeling is everything but appealing
I reach for a blade but what have I to gain

I feel sick; knotted stomach
For my demons are feeding
I try to think but my head it aches
I feel my emotions building; breeding

I hate this feeling
But this cage I wait
Ever so patiently waiting
for my demons to escape

*I whisper "Not again"
  Nov 2014 Chelsea Patton
Poetic T
Skeletal remains* above the waters edge
What was so full of life now
Rotting,
Decayed,
Unrecognizable
To what was pictured before,
The waves wash upon it
Weathering its remains
No one cares, they see the remnants
But not a second look or care
Forgotten,
Past,
Blind
To its fate, so uncaring even though
The remains still visible,
"We mourn"
Those who remember that life
Now consumed by the sea,
Soon another memory  lost
"When the storm came"
What was there now gone,
"So much joy given"
Now but a broken shell pier
Its remains still showing
But who now knows for how long..
  Nov 2014 Chelsea Patton
Sarah
I am never satisfied
for I am never enough.

She told me I could do better.
I could, and now I can.
Perfection is a few steps away
from a few steps away.
it is impossible
To say I have not changed
It is also impossible
To say that the world
Does not change everyday
Changing of simply adapting?
Something I found in my notebook from a few years back
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