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 Feb 2015
Liz Hill
Anxiety.
Depression.
Wake up pills to get out of bed 
and sleeping pills to send you back.
Happy pills for the moments in between,
sitting in the lunch room surrounded by friends who notice the smile that doesn't reach your stormy eyes.
Therapy sessions spent hiding shaking hands and broken memories inside long sleeve safety blankets.
Crying so often it sounds like a worship.
And praying for sanity and happiness from a God 
who may or may not actually care about
a sad high school student.
 Jan 2015
David Mannheimer
Black figments flitting in the corners of my mind.

Shadows fluttering and swelling on the winds of memory, pressing      and closing about me.

Darkness, blinding and choking the light I struggled to gain.

I see blinding light, shredding shadow and opening the world, saving me from myself.

Your eyes.
 Jan 2015
Amitav Radiance
The night’s canvas
Sparkling with solitaire
Astral tales
Woven in the tapestry
Intricate designs
A stellar spectacle
In the eyes
Are new desires  
Blink, you miss
 Jan 2015
Reemoatpeace
Why can't you whisper in my ear
and tell me 3 simple words..
Why can't you just touch me softly
And make me feel your electric touch...
Why cant you hold me under your wings
and let me fly with the wind of love
Why can't you open your eyes
and see the beauty beneath my façade
why cant u smell the scent from my energy
and never let me vaporize
Why cant you simply look into my eyes
And let them sparkle
Why can't it all be a nightmare
And now is the time to wake up
Waking up next to you; my heart racing
I cry and cry, kissing you
Why can't your heart belong to me
And my heart belong to you
 Jan 2015
LittleFreeBird
A woman asked me
How it felt to see my lover again
And I found myself
Most inconveniently out of words, darling
My mouth opened
I almost said
Being with him
Is like Summer rain
In the Sahara
Or the first sip of water taken
By a thirsting man
Like the cool feeling of grass beneath bare feet
In the spring
The smell of blooming Wisteria  
Like a bonfire in Autumn
The sound of leaves falling from the trees
It is like the first snow of winter
Blanketing the world in white
Or the the steam from a cup of tea

But instead I smiled
And closed my eyes

"It was everything I needed it to be."


.
 Dec 2014
Liz Hill
You're the type of guy that makes me
want to write poetry.
So, here I sit at two a.m. on Christmas Eve,
shrouded in the shadow of an unlit tree,
wracking my writers blocked brain.
Your lips feel like home and hot chocolate
with marshmallows beside a burning fire.
Your hands take me back to the fall days
where I fell as quickly as the leaves around us.
Kiss me without a mistletoe and don't break away
until the new year rings its way into existence.
Hold me against your ugly Christmas sweater
and be my person worth melting for.
I want to make you my new tradition.
I couldn't be cheesy if I tried...but he makes me want to try.
High atop the spire beneath a cloudless sky
the Cross stands forlorn Christmas is nigh
since long in the past time beyond recall
no bells chime here sung no carol!

But still its heart flutters as it hears the Lord's voice
I carried your burden and set for you the choice
to do this world much good and love your fellow men
be happy in others' happiness take share of their pain!


Kind Lord mutters the Cross men still live for gain
act the way it seems your blood was shed in vain
they war and breed hatred between them raise wall
hanker for pelf and power in their loss they squall!


The church lies abandoned starkly white and bare
only the Cross bows to the Lord in silent prayer
still hoping it's not far away when the bells would ring
the Lord would carry the Cross on his second coming!
 Dec 2014
Haydn Swan
Staring into the distance through a misty window,
hours maybe days, a timeless moment,
I thought I could see her face,
somewhere out in the rain soaked darkness
how much longer must she make me wait?
tip toeing through the whispers and shadows
drowning in these memories and tears.
The shimmering light has died
         The image of you slowly
                    fades out
I will cry,
       I am crying,
                I have cried.
The darkness consumes the doubt
                The hail Mary,
        the pass over the line
    It's too much,
             I can no longer reach out
This knife is too pretty
         and *I'm not fine
 Dec 2014
Kevin Eli
Split between worlds, please keep spreading our nature.
It's a challenge to be heard, much less understood.
Please believe in invention.
It's our only creation.

There is always a righteous cause:
Love defined through innovation
 Dec 2014
Kevin Eli
Friends keep secrets
But good friends don't let you make them.
 Dec 2014
Kevin Eli
I am a liar
I manipulate
I am a coward
I fear everything
I am abusive,
I hurt myself and others.
I am arrogant,
I think I know everything.
I am selfish,
I don't care what you want.
I am distant,
I isolated.
I am pathetic,
I let everybody push me around.
I am God,
...Or I always thought I was...

I am what I am
I don't get to choose what happened
I can't choose what will happen
I have right now
This moment

-Courage, Wisdom, Comfort-
Let wash this soul
Praying for rain and waterfalls
For tidal waves to flood and fill the holes

Tomorrow isn't guaranteed, and will never be
Then again, this moment exists, and so does hope
Half empty, or half full
Time slips into the skin and fills the soul.
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