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 Jun 2021
SCHEDAR
Raised with such
critical safety guidelines,
un- thank you!

Now your,"if something
should happen"
watered down my life to
'nothing ever
happens"
 Jun 2021
guy scutellaro
and
when she left
hemingwey

ernest put the barrel
of a shotgun
in his mouth

big toe
in the trigger ...

line and color
at the tip
of his brush
van gogh
knew her intimately...

ravel
felt her with his heart
and composed
the piano concerto for
the left hand...

and his dead hands
and with his dead hands
still clutching a book of poems by Keats
shelly slept with her
on the sands of Italy...

the wolf and the elk
blood and bone

a savage
animal
she is
when taken
for granted

the night
jumps from
the wall

and...

she walks
8th avenue
in the rain
and snow

beauty always
has her price
(usually 20 and up
depending on
what you want)
 May 2021
guy scutellaro
and here I stand
a stone
beside an unshaded lamp

4 walls and a door

I've tried to chase
your ghost
out that door
many times

and the unfathomable echo
of your footsteps lingers
forever fading down the hallway

the unshaded lamp
the mirror above the sink

a dangerous animal
the broken heart is
in the unforgiving light
of a windowless room.
Raised mid fire and brimstone
Religion every day.
It wasn’t oh-so-very long
Before I walked away.

With my back turned so completely
I soon had lost my way.
I squandered all my treasures
My foundation turned to clay.

It seemed like fun for many years
But there were dues to pay.
Too many lovers came and went
While I forgot to pray.

I had a chance to make things right
And wicked dragons slay.
I only managed for a while
Then things began to fray.

I traded for a different one
Who wanted just to play
And lived the last years of my life
In many shades of gray.

I could have chosen uphill roads
I picked the easy way.
I worked so hard to hurt myself
And every trust betray.

I find myself in sunset years
Beneath the sun’s last Rays.
My life did not fulfill my dreams
And I must face that fact today.
                                              ljm
Introspection is not a sport for amateurs.
 Apr 2021
Nina
You would text me
Out of the blue
Saying you miss me

But i know you don't
You don't miss spending time with me
You don't miss having me around

What you miss is my body
You miss the *** we had
You miss the way i made you feel

So don't text me saying you miss me
Because you don't miss me at all

You only miss the lust we had
 Apr 2021
not a prognosis
i turn to find myself
facing me
erasing who 
i thought i'd be
 Apr 2021
Amanda Kay Burke
Give me the boot and I'll walk out the door
You won't have to see me anymore
I will run away as far as I can
To El Dorado or Wonderland
I'll leave the cruelty and unfairness behind
In search of peace that here couldn't find
I will rub a lamp and make a wish
And a genie will fix all of this
I'd give anything to make the pain go away
Despite my efforts it is here to stay
I don't want to fight with you despite what you think
But we go round and round like we're at a roller rink
When trouble comes knocking I panic and hide
And wait but the struggles never subside
I long for a sanctuary but instead get a cell
This house is a hell I've come to know all too well
Tears soak my pillow
I'm chilled to the bone
Even around family
I still feel alone
Nails pounded into skull
Another headache drags me down
Misery floods this spinning room
Afraid that I might drown
Broken beyond repair
Something's always wrong
It seems like everyone expects
Me to **** it up and be strong
That used to work but I am much weaker now
I want to make you proud of me but I don't know how
Stuck chasing my tail in circles while you hope
I will get better but we both know I won't
Viewing life in shades of red
Why can't it fade to black?
I don't have enough muscle to carry
Weight of the world upon my back
Singing sad songs systematically off key
Somehow forgotten what comes after Do Re Mi
In my heart sorrows move and make ripples all throughout
Waves form as memories kick and thrash about
Even if life relents a little and shows me some room to breathe
As soon as I relax I find myself between turmoils teeth
Poor judgement leads me to the worst destinations
Have only self to blame for present ruination
Eyes blinded by expectation and comparisons to the past
Eagerly jump to conclusions too fast
Too many failures tallied like marks
Then rubbed in my face with spiteful remarks
Arguments come and go without a moments notice
Sometimes feel as if I am under hypnosis
As if it is another host in my body residing where I stand
Answering some evil inaudible command
When all innocence has been hidden somewhere too dark to seek
I just continue to lose myself week after week
Have to wonder where the hell I went wrong
I used to laugh and it didn't feel wrong
Still wear a smile but it's as fake as fool's gold
My frozen hand is too cold now to hold
A few more goodbyes and I'll be swept away with the wind
Stagnant air coats my lungs as I breathe disappointment in
But I think I am ready to finally take off my mask
And tackle questions I always silently pray people won't ask
My poker face was never the best
It's about time I show my cards
Because I am exhausted from bluffing
I'm letting down my guard
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