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 Apr 2016
fm
Fire Isn't Always Physical.
it's the day when i first saw you
it's my cheeks when you first talked to me
it's my skin when you run your fingers across it
it's my heart when you say you love me
it's my entire being as you hold me

Fire Isn't Always Present.
it's the day when you said you didn't need me
it's my cheeks as my tears stream down them recklessly
it's my skin as your words tear it apart violently
it's my heart when you refuse to look back
it's my entire being as you walk away

Fire Isn't Always Precious.
it's the day i see you with another
it's my cheeks when they beat red with anger
it's my skin when the image of you and her shreds it to pieces
it's my heart when it shatters and breaks in two
it's my entire being as i never get over you

Fire Isn't Always Petty.
it's the day that i stop thinking of you
it's my cheeks when they're no longer wet with sadness
it's my skin when it no longer yearns for your touch like it did
it's my heart when it stops crying for you to come back
it's my entire being as i finally get over you
 Apr 2016
fm
I use to want perfection
in my reflection,
and thought I was just
another correction
in a collection,
and wanted to be a part
of the selection
that obtained affection
for their complexion,
that passed the
inevitable inspection
without objection
and did not fear rejection,
because they knew
they were headed
in the right direction
of self resurrection,
but now I want to
be an art collection
that exudes a projection
of protection,
instead of false infection
and natural selection,
whether it has
an imperfection
or
not
 Apr 2016
m i a
these depressing thoughts are catching up to me,
and i feel as if though i can't breathe,
i'm tired of this war going on beneath,
my flesh, and inside my soul,
which is now the colour of coal,
i'm no longer whole.
pieces of me are attached to the people or things that have broken me,
you see,
i can't look at myself in the mirror and say,
"You can get through this kid, like you did yesterday."
Anymore,
for i just see a girl who's ready to give up,
but the funny thing is,
is that she doesn't give up,
she keeps breathing,
she keeps thinking,
she keeps listening to her heart beating,
because she knows,
that deep inside,
**a part of her is still alive.
i know it's hard, to keep living, to keep breathing, to do all of this. but at the end of the day, there's always a part of you that tells you to stay alive. listen to that part of you, and stay strong.
 Apr 2016
mark john junor
grew up dreaming a john lennon dream
about peace and love happiness and hope
bout all the beautiful things that could be
if we could just agree to love one another
grew up believing that we could build a heaven right
here on earth if we could all just believe
that everything is possible with just a little bit of love
but as the years have passed by
as the song he imagined keeps playing
as we have all grown older
we realize that we dreamt a john lennon dream
and all the beautiful dreams like it
they are fragile dreams only a heart like his could put to song
but i think to myself
perhaps if we could all still try
perhaps if we could not just give up
maybe we could change the world just a little bit
maybe we could find john lennon's dream
here on earth
find the peace love happiness and hope
if we could believe like we used to
our own hearts could dream like john lennon
that our love expressed together as one
could change the world just a little bit
then just a little more
just a little more
what a beautiful world that dreamin' could build
if you could join us dreamin' a john lennon dream
dedicated to a very great man, john lennon, and his dream.
 Apr 2016
Gaffer
5 am you woke me up, to meditate.

I thought someone had died, someone had, me.

It was the ultimate time, you said.

Looking down, I had to disagree.

Can you feel the energy, she said.

I can’t feel myself, go away.

This is a window of opportunity she said.

There was a window.

Let us breathe she said.

This had never happened before, nutcase  came to mind.

What is your mantra she said.

What is my name I said.

No, you have to reach out, draw in the energy.

I am going to reach out, it won’t be pretty.

Let me take you on a journey, join me.

I’ll phone you a taxi, blast, it’s your house, I’ll phone me a taxi.

If we connect the *** will be out of this world.

Okay, through the delirium I heard the S word

Mmmm feel it, Mmmm, feel it, Mmmm, can you feel it.

I can definitely feel something.

It’s getting stronger, we are one.

We definitely are.

We must connect.

We definitely must.

Before my husband comes off the nightshift.

Thought I heard the H word there.

Let us be one.

Let us wind back to the husband.

He is but a component in time.

What time does this component come home at.

Six, but it’s okay, he’s gay.

Thought I heard the G word there.

He likes to join in, which can be a pain.

When you say join in, what do you mean.

In the mantra, he likes to join in in the mantra.
 Apr 2016
NV
I
TOLD
YOU.

AND I AM
TELLING
YOU
AGAIN.

I AM GOING TO HOLD YOUR HEAD UP,
WHILE I HOLD YOUR HAND.
 Apr 2016
Noor
I have fallen in love with tunnels
The way they seem to never end
The light that always comes eventually

My hand smells like you after I hold yours for long
I whisper "you smell like home" and a tear tries to escape my eyes
The light, is in your eyes

I have fallen in love with the way your shirts fit you
And how the wind always blows in the right direction when you look at me
The light, is in my eyes

I have fallen in love with books and characters
The way people fall in love slowly, or really fast
How their hearts feel
Light, or heavy.. Never in between

I have fallen in love with our love story
Our first "I love you", and never the last
I love you, I love you, I love you
Never put out the light in me

I have fallen in love with you. Slowly, and then fast.
Like a train wreck, happily falling to pieces
Because now my puzzle piece finally found the other part
Like ocean waves finally reaching the shore
The darkness in me is illuminated by your light
You are my light
You are my light.
 Apr 2016
gray rain
You cut yourself
you feel the pain
stuck in this cycle
and feel no shame

failing school
your life's a mess
and will soon
be just emptiness

smoking too much
and getting high everyday
I can't stop you
but I know what to say

you don't get help
you need too
if not for anyone
do it for you
 Apr 2016
kyle Shirley
Push it down,
       Always push it down
                          Never show her
Never show her your feelings again

                                         Keep pushing
                           Deep down
Till you can't feel it  
  But you will
         Like a pebble in your shoe.
              It dosnt hurt, just an annoying pain
      Till you do something with it

Never.
Keep it pushed down, no matter what.
Never show your feelings,

Your pain
                Your stress
                                   Your tears
 Apr 2016
julia
my heart is tattooed
with the ink from your skin
my mind is rescued
with every word from your lips,

so stay and grow old with me,
hold my hand the whole way through,
i'll love you 'till hell is ice cold
just as long as you'll love me too
 Apr 2016
I am Blackjack
To climb out of a mother’s womb
            And plant the bitter kiss of betrayal
To furtively compose a song for Dad
            And cry echoes into a torn drum’s shell
To crawl one’s way into a city’s heart
            And drink alone into the dead of night
To make love on top of clean sheets
            And disappear before morning dew
To slip a tattered ring onto her finger
            And bury her beneath Evergreen stars
To build a treehouse with green hands
            And burn it down to a silhouette of ashes
To rest old bones in a rocking chair
           And weep over tight-lipped children
To wonder at the edge of a mountain's peak
           And fall into infernal echoing abyss

               To live
                                Or,
                                          To not live
 Apr 2016
ryn
Hug
I wish for a hug...
One that lasts only mere seconds.
Yet could only mean nothing
but eternity.

I long for a hug...
One that finds me struggling,
and offers the line that'll hoist me up
so that the whims of the world
would simply fall away.

I yearn for a hug...
An embrace that grants me the briefest
moment of solace.
Amidst the clamour and chaos
that overwhelm.

I want a hug...
One that's unconditional.
One that'll just take me in, as I am.
One that wouldn't cringe
at the misfit of my bones.
One that wouldn't judge
if our heartbeats don't
thump in sync.
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