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 Apr 2018
Tony Lee Ross Jr
When you try to get away, life pulls you back in. Guess it was meant to be this way, I guess I'm happy with it in the long run. Better to fix what I put so much work in then to start new with something I'm just not ready for, nor do I really want to do.
Tonight like any other you won't say goodnight.
I won't tell the truth and you won't dare to ask.

The message will be lost behind the laugh and I will just bury myself with yet another illusion.

Truth is simple people are not.

We somehow missed the point and connected just a little to late .

Crossed lines burned at the edges.
You can't plan life it just happens.

And the worst fools never allow themselves to know if it was anything worth a **** to begin with.

We can't live never knowing in fear of falling flat upon are faces.
It seems the closer you become the further the delusion grows .

It is sad what a person can mask in fear .

Another night passed .
Eventually there won't be a second chance .
 Apr 2018
Lora Lee
moving past the foliage
I smack back
the tangled brush
a strange truth revealed
my emotions in a rush
Here I am
in this hell-hatched bind
braced against the winds
grasping at shards
           of the Divine
for they're inside me,
all those pieces
jagged glass and soft meringue
my innards humming
shades of the blues
in offbeat notes of pain
and I know that deep within
between my earthly
beats of heart
resides a light that's
only mine
that slices through
this drape of dark

It's a heavy nightcloak breaking
as I reach out from
                     the abyss
praying for the comfort
of my soul's
bright morning
                kiss
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V_eOmvM-4zc
 Apr 2018
Gabriel burnS
I’m genuinely open-palmed to rain… and that skin of yours falling unto... my whole topography… gently sifting… summer showers from… salacious cumulus seduction… I wonder why there’s no escaping bliss… that indescribably sweet torture of… how good it feels to pull apart those ribs… and rip the last remaining strands of victimization... under the influence of sentient ambrosia… and the rivers break out galloping… splashing pirouettes on river banks… caressing, kissing, caressing, kissing… tenderness and passion… drowning hands tightly clenched, screaming madly… “I want you”…
 Apr 2018
Thomas P Owens Sr
bitter heart infects my blood
again tonight
yet leeches continue to drink
leaving only enough to survive
so that they may replenish their thirst
tomorrow
what have i sacrificed of my humanity
this day
smiling past the truth
discarding the words i wanted to say
the thoughts that first come to mind
what deviants we have become
actors in a childish play
it is only in truth that i
find my way under the light of buried stars
allowing me this charade
it is only in truth that i see when you welcome me
beaten and lost
shallow and used
those eyes
my harbor
oldie
 Apr 2018
Pauline Morris
I am no one
I'm but a pun
I am nothing
I'm but string
I am naught
I'm but rot
I am an outsider
I'm but a cypher
I am an introvert
I'm but dirt

Just a splatter
On this life's platter

©Pauline Russell
 Apr 2018
Hank Helman
You can't go back  home, to a home that's unknown,
To a cache of hard memory, constant new treachery,
You can't go back home, to a home all alone,
Each morning's new fear, made me disappear.

I can't go back home, it's my no go zone,
No need for revenge, I just can't comprehend,
Why we hated each other, why we all felt so smothered,
Not one day went by, we weren't living a lie.

I won't go back home, my heart marble and stone,
I cannot forget, I age with regret,
Anger, self-hate, for me it's too late,
My bitter divide, still nowhere to hide.
Many people have happy memories of their childhood home. I don't. Not seeking sympathy as many had it harder than I. Just had to get the feeling out on the page and out of my head. Be kind. It's the only thing we need to do. First be kind.
 Apr 2018
Amanda Kay Burke
It does not feel right to ask where you are
Regardless of your location, the answer is "Too far"
I wish upon stars wherever you may be
You are looking at scars in the sky, thinking of me.
Just a sweet short little rhyme to brighten your day!
When I first looked into darkness as an infant
I was swallowed by it
All my days since have been twilight haze
Every memory coated in summer-sunset film
Beating with the soft glow of nostalgia
I have always been the night walker but never the night owl
I do not come alive in the darkness
but am rather
Rocked gently against, and into it
My shadows have shadows and they are all kind
All of them a comfort and a friend
I will step into a void and its yawning mouth will smile at me
I have always been smiling back
 Apr 2018
Pauline Morris
You said "I don't know if you think you're just a burden to me or what"

The answer there is yes, that's exactly what I fear
I've been made to feel a burden since the day I was born
But at times I feel like I'm worth so much more
That I'm not just a burden
But maybe someone to be loved, maybe even cherished
But then I think, maybe I'm really nothing at all

Maybe the universe saw I wasn't fit
Maybe in life, I deserved all of it
You have a hard time showing any feelings
In that void you leave me in, sometimes it sends my thoughts reeling
Everything gets tumbled, my words become jumbled
My actions become erratic, so not humble
It's because I fear the worst, that's exactly what I am

A Burden

©Pauline Russell
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