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 Oct 2018
Jess A Opperman
If i could will my heart to stop
and breathe a final breath
i'd sit beneath an old oak tree
and trade my life for death

The pain in life of losing you
is more than i can bear
how can a man be happy when
his better half's not there

Life's meaning's gone when i lost you
no purpose can i find
for you were but the reason i
loved life and cherished time

i cannot will my heart to stop
i'm waiting for the sign
from God to show His mercy to
unite us one more time
I wrote this after my wife, Charlene (Char), passed away a few months ago. My world was and is destroyed. Take advantage of pain and turn it into beauty.
 Oct 2018
Lily
Too many people,
Too many faces, and not
Enough time to breathe.
 Oct 2018
Lynnia
It was our fathers’ independence
Not quite passed down to their descendants
These “We The People” days were through
Long before our world came to
And now we breathe and bleed our rights
Always ready for a fight
People screaming through the streets
Bullets from a single tweet
The American Dream so lovingly kept
Drowned in Liberty’s tears as she softly wept
Left and Right at constant war
Raging, always craving more
We tear at all the different ones;
Turn our faces from the Son
If this is what it means to be free,
say goodbye to Liberty.
 Oct 2018
Lynnia
What you read isn’t me
Just the dark side of the girl you see
It’s my lament; a sad decree
Of all I need, all I can’t be

Think what you want but watch what you say
Words can cut and someone’s gotta pay
I’ll write to my right, so if I may,
Let me excuse your reviews; this isn’t news today...

Tell me I’m pretty, tell me I’m kind
Tell me it isn’t my right to unwind
Worry’s in your heart and that’s just fine,
But please don’t let your perceptions change mine—

My words are my sword, my words are my shield
Words are my way of spilling what I can’t reveal
And when I can’t speak, my pen is my tongue
So please don’t say “stop” ‘cause my heart is too young.
To the person who, out of worry caused by love, blows my words out of proportion.
 Sep 2018
Lynnia
colors swirl in 3D vision
highlighting my indecision
nuclear fission—my heart explodes
someone come and break my load

affirmation’s hard to come across
when your life’s watered down to a bronze coin toss
lost, simply waiting, unanticipating
the pain of losing again, second-rating

sit in the back and slump in your seat
soul black as a raven, mind white as a sheet
clean in the eyes and blind in the heart
sick in the lines and falling apart

numb, it’s a strange thing to say
that tomorrow is the same thing again like today
and even when the rain falls i say i try
to turn my face up towards the sky—

but that’s a lie.
i have no idea where that came from. it kind of just flew out. like poetic ****. ew, yet true.
 Sep 2018
Lynnia
The clock is ticking
Falling into the blue
She acts like it’s not
But I know it’s true
The day will come
The moment arrive
And whatever is there
Will slowly die
And on this day
She’ll take up her part
And follow the others
Into the dark
Drifting away
On the glassy sea
Waving joyfully
To miserable me.
 Sep 2018
Audra
Was there a wave of joy
That I somehow missed?
Everyone else seems so full
When I’m an empty shell.

Is it right for me to stay quiet
When millions of thoughts fly
Through my head at once?
And express my burning pain?

I’m tired— so tired
Of overwhelming heartbreak
That was never set up to occur.
Love that‘s never been known to exist.

The kind one doesn’t look for.
when everything’s connected, but even you aren’t sure how.
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