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chloe fleming Apr 2018
i will share my pen only long enough for you to carve the words
“alone”
into my skin, my paper
to remind me that even your own words
can betray you
chloe fleming Apr 2018
there are flaws in our systems,
perpetual moving parts that do not yield the same results,
there are flaws in all of us
we are jumbled messes created out of flesh and blood.
from heartache to pain,
the only constant is the flaws we face
that is what comprises our identity.
chloe fleming Apr 2018
i have more headaches than not
and whenever i look up,
there’s something holding me down
chloe fleming Mar 2018
i will never feel sorry
for caring so deeply
about others
but i will never deny myself
happiness in the face of a man
chloe fleming Mar 2018
there is a deadened look in the eyes of all the men i’ve ever cared for,
is it from me?
i only want to plant life inside of you,
grow with you,
blossom with you.
but instead i am brushing off ashes
from something i once knew as home
house fires **** and the plants inside die with them
chloe fleming Mar 2018
i have walked years in this body,
across mountains and up hills
but i have never stayed long enough
to enjoy my journey
chloe fleming Mar 2018
he wants to sing.
does he know he sings my restless heart to sleep every day?
furthermore, my heart it craves the ways he sings so peacefully and thoughtfully,
driving demons into shadows of existence
i pray his song never ceases
so my heart, callused and bruised, can hear his song
when i am feeling blue
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