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 Feb 2016
Liz And Lilacs
Hi
Your voice... It's so nice to hear again.
It almost hurts....
but I've been so numb since you've been gone.

You've reached me
Have I?
I hope you're in heaven.
I never believed in god or an afterlife,
You know that.
but I hope there is now.

I'm out of reach right now
Because you won't be out reach forever,
If you're in heaven.
But heaven knows, I won't see you again.
You're so far gone.

But leave a message
And the closest I can get
is sitting at your tombstone.
Stone is cold and it doesn't warm my heart
like you once did.

and I'll get back to you as soon as possible.
I miss you so much,
And I will see you soon.

Your call is important to me.

*beep
 Feb 2016
Chloe Zafonte
Don't analyze my life,
I've seen things that would land most people in a psych ward. Held back tears that can save the lives of the poor and thirsty, gave all I had for disaster in return, kept secrets so lives wouldn't be destroyed and felt pain inside myself worse than a cobra's venom. If you lived in my shoes you would be dead, I'm surprised I'm still standing.
 Feb 2016
Patricia Cikus
they say when you put your finger into the sea
you're connected to the whole world
but when i touch your skin...

i feel like i'm connected to the whole universe
to every atom in your body which was once a part
of some other being, some other thing

star, water, air, earth, animal, human

and when i think about it more and more
seems like i'm attached to you because
maybe - just maybe  - some atoms in my body

were once part of some other being,
some other thing, along with yours.
and i believe more and more in carl sagan's quote that

*"we are not figuratively, but literally stardust."
 Feb 2016
Rachel W
As I walk
the words of those that never existed
echo inside of my mind

I have learned
that you don't have to share each other's blood
to be the closest brothers

I can hear
thousands of voices swelling up inside
each begging for just one chance

I can see
every one of those smiling faces
that I've never laid eyes upon

Now I know
I'm friends with those that never existed
those that I have never met

I have fought
hundreds of battles with nary a scratch
but been mortally wounded

For I am
A warrior, a queen, a servant, a child,
a mere bystander

Because I
Have a library inside of my head
of all that I read
Books are my life. Yes, Graphic Novels count. So do Audio-books. Basically any form of fiction counts here    :)
 Feb 2016
DaSH the Hopeful
Narcolepsy* hard and heavy watch me fall asleep
            Lulled to bed in a cunning thread of the tangled web we weave
    I dream in pristine colors, windows of my mind anew
No fingerprints or ***** looks or evidence of you

         I find comfort in forever wherever it may be
        I may have left my home but it will always stay with me
                 The smell of all the smoke with the sound of all the rain
   On constant playback every second deep within my brain

        I found that time is all that matters and everything else faded
        I spent years and years learning how to forget everything I hated
    I've only gotten older and have nothing left to show
              Except a ringing alarm clock and blood on my pillow

    
Narcolepsy** hard and heavy watch me as I sleep
     Another pill, another high, another date to keep
      If I shall die before I wake, I hope that I'm with you
    Then it won't matter where I go, cause you will see me through
 Feb 2016
Torin
My stars are okay,
It's my mind that is the problem
Restless mind, repeated questions
And the inability to slow down and listen

Perhaps to stay still for the moment would be the best idea
 Feb 2016
usagi
You forgot to love me in the places I am broken
Like the cracks of a frozen lake,
Inevitably I fell through to the cold water
you, out of my reach.
 Feb 2016
Finley in Despair
I never could have known
Although I am so grateful
That the most painful
Significant and
Distasteful moments
In my life
Would become

Me
The things that make us
 Feb 2016
Ciel
I keep falling
In and out
Of sadness.
Will the cycle
Never
End?
Will I constantly
Have to deal
With these
Emotions?
With these little
Whispers
That won’t let
Me think clearly?
These whispers that
Won’t let me sleep?
These whispers
That make
Me want to
Stay in bed
until the time
for bed
comes around
again?
These heavy
Thoughts
Keep me pushed
Against the mattress,
Sagging,
Like the teddy bear
Staring at me
From the ground
Near my bed,
Where I’d thrown it once
But I felt so weak
That the bear didn’t go very
Far.
It sits there
Staring at me
With it’s blank eyes
That I’d coloured in
With a black
Sharpie
Childhoods ago
When their colour started to
Fade.
Now their darkness
Pulls me in
And drags me into
Another cycle of
Depression.
I’m trapped again
In this colourless void
Where I float in the
Centre
Of my mind
Feeling nothing
Seeing nothing
Being nothing.
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