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 May 2018
a mcvicar
purple smoke rises
apathy's the murderer
ignore the victim scream
28.4.18
 May 2018
vanessa ann
i loved you too much
to not let you go
 May 2018
vanessa ann
you liked your coffee black
no sugars, no milks
just black

it’s sickening, you once said
bitter’s the only way to go

i didn't quite understand it then
but i think i do now;

i guess too much sugar
isn’t good for anyone;
much less a boy
already made of molasses.
his order has always been the easiest to remember
(and it doesn't hurt that he has a face like that, too)
 Apr 2018
SunFlower
Sometimes you need to burn bridges to stop yourself from crossing them again.
 Apr 2018
SunFlower
why should I blame myself when you never gave me distance.
I yelled, and scream gave you warnings begged for mercy, but you stood there embracing your resistance.
Giving space isn’t necessary learning to control yourself is more important those are the words you've spoken.
I prayed to the lord and asked for assistance
God, please don't let myself lose this temper
Cuz I'm unable to speak, and these vocal chords have been broken.
you demanded to try harder threaten me if I don't
you told me to sit up straight and never talk back
you informed me to be real
but how can you say that
when you're just another hypocrite
that puts on an act whenever there are guest nearby
You view me as your prize possession
showing me off so you could get attention
Making sure I don't misbehave; you use your silver tongue to get your way
When in fact, 30 minutes before everyone came, you were shouting at me to pick up after myself, same crap but a different day
 Apr 2018
pluie d'été
Insomnia
is only a dream

Darkness
Illuminated
Time moves
So slowly

The mouse no longer
Runs up the clock
The mouse no longer leaps

Gazing across an expanse of white
(it's not the ceiling, my darling
it's the antarctic
upside down)

Breathing in time
with the wind

Why are your eyes hurting
If they are closed?
 Apr 2018
seasonalskins
her voice
tripped over cobble stones
drifted through waves

her voice
echoed in empty rooms
cracked through walls

her voice,
stays knotted in her throat
 Apr 2018
seasonalskins
pardon my inadequacy,
i'm always two steps behind
or a mile ahead,
and yet i find myself drifting
along the sea of people,
catching parts of lost souls
and blurring corners of conversation
title somewhat inspired by temper trap
 Apr 2018
Courtney Snodgrass
For every star that whispers against
The cold December sky, there’s a wandering
Soul that tiptoes like a ballerina skates across
An icy stage before losing control underneath
The only street lamp that glared a yellow light
Up and down a short distance on the empty street.
One lost and broken body, crawling over
Paved concrete, looking for a part that hadn’t
Had the time to dry in the lukewarm sunlight.
For each shattered heart, waiting to be buried in
The wet concrete, hoping to mend its cracks
And fill its craters from too many punches to
The center of ourselves that should
Receive nothing more than love,
Will find its peace within the outside flooring
Where nothing is no longer temporary.
 Apr 2018
Jen Jo
Yes, you're beautiful.
Yes, you're beautiful.
Even if the whole world denies it. Yes, you're beautiful.

Everyday, I remind myself.
And the cycle continues.
We're all wonderfully and fearfully made. Remember that.
 Apr 2018
Jen Jo
I wonder how it feels like - to die young.

To carry the weight of secrets.
To carry the abundance of high hopes and beautiful desires.
And disappear.

Is Heaven now your listener?
In remembrance of an old friend who recently passed on..
 Apr 2018
Jen Jo
I love the moonlight.
Almost like an invitation to a far away dreamland.

But even the moonlight becomes you.
You even took the moonlight away from me.
 Apr 2018
Jen Jo
How can life be both bitter and sweet?

Is almost like you're caught on fire and someone keeps pouring water to extinguish but you can not run away from feeling the pain.
You ain't bitter until you find such familiarity in the word itself.
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