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 May 2016
Kara Jean
I see the purpose now
Those who use insecurities
Those who are condescending
They only put fear into their coffee
A fear that someone will see the world's opportunity
Bitterness has never been fact nor reality
Their statements will never be anymore, always less stability
Turn their sentences into silence and keep smiling
Never let someone's weakness destroy your happy
 May 2016
GaryFairy
the dark circles under my eyes
are the windows to my soul
i drop to my knees and cry to the sky
Lord help me out of this hole

i try fighting my own demise
starting to lose all control
when God denies my desperate cries
i only fall further below
pray for me
 May 2016
Paul Hardwick
New day, thank God
I did not sleep so well
but I am here again
and my body seams all well
but for all it's ache and pains
but that's normal at my age
Jump out of bed
do twenty sit ups
jog to the bathroom wash myself
comb my hair
while looking in the mirror
wonder which woman
will today look upon my beauty
I really do not want want to hurt them
but I can not stop them falling in love with me
so I take them to a restaurant
pay all the bill
and take them home that night
need I say more
So I eventually get up
after paying the bill
from my Restaurant of my mind.
P@ul  :-)   ***.

and that is a poem that lives in-between here and surreal. x.
 May 2016
Slur pee
There is no light,
In this dim earth.
I'm six feet under,
Breathing dirt.
No need to fight.
For what it's worth,
I'm comfortable,
I am a worm.

Yet I squirm,
Vulnerable
When unearthed.
I burn, in a world
I never got to know.
I writhe, with no control.
I yearn, for a hole.
I am a worm.
I belong in the dirt.

-SLuR
 May 2016
Ja
MOTHERS
Always loyal
Always kind
Always first
On our mind
BOEMS BY JA 394
All our best to the best. Have a wonderful day.
 May 2016
Giselle Louise
I was just trying to get the sad out of my veins.
November 10, 2014
 May 2016
Rapunzoll
i know you're searching
for a savior
but you're just another
ship captain and i'm
just another lighthouse
flashing you towards
the rocks
attention only makes
me more distant
at night i suffocate dreams
of you with a pillow
until i lie beside the
cadaver of our love
wrap it's cold,
dead hands
around my neck
like a scarf in
this winter hell
last i checked the
weather report
promised no sun
a god told me  
i'll sleep like the dead
when i live
like them too.
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"Are the dead as lonesome as the living?" - Other voices, Other rooms
 Apr 2016
Jake muler
Tasted the cool cool water
It's chill gave me the vitality I needed.
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