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Everything you ever saw
Everything you worked for
Everything you ever knew
Every love you found
Every friend you made
Everything that you hold dear
Everything you needed
Will one day
All be gone.
 Nov 2016 Colten Sorrells
Madi
Listening to the music made by the trees
Leaves rustling and the small of fresh water as the clouds cry for each other
I begin to wonder why I waste my time thinking about my past
11/1/16
I'll be posting more often. Sorry I haven't been posting lately.
Repression,
that's all I need.
To repress this storm that's echoing within.
To keep it's winds at bay,
To act as if I don't see it looming beside me.
To halt these feelings and just keep living,
see where that will bring me.
 Nov 2016 Colten Sorrells
Mims
I can see it in your eyes
A little twinkle that soon dies
Your whole life
Attempting to be
Right
For one night
Your knuckles bleed
There final plead
You read
Escape your world
His world
My world
You think
About those
Big blue eyes
You'll never know
What they hide
Secrets she will
Carry to the grave
Wedding Bells
Chime
my secrets,
will die with me.
now whats left is to die old, with more stories left untold
Your voice lingers in the back of my head
It echoes when I wake up
Trying to slump out of bed
The way you looked at me felt like magic
But your existence is now nothing but a painful memory
We push and pull, back and forth
My heart aches at the thought of you
I imagine you with her in bed
While my thoughts race
Maybe I'm better off dead
But you refuse to leave and I can't stay
And we can't seem to find a way for us to communicate
But you called me last night so I took the bait
Cause who knows when I'll get another chance.
 Nov 2016 Colten Sorrells
echo
Your face, narrow
Like dawn
Young and fresh

Your faith, narrow
Like yawns
Nothing left

Your space, narrow
Like me
No room to let.
Not much room for two, I guess
When everything is said and done
you logged on and went straight to my page of
poems the one, you thought was grammatically incorrect
verses of encouragement, verses of noticeable texts


I am a poetess: I am the daughter of a man who
chopped down mahogany trees just to earn a living
  to feed his big family: a mighty man was he
he was a person not to be reckoned with:
A wired pressure cooker: a ***** with a switch

I tell my story in form of words
I will compose them quite clearly, just follow the lines
Because, the tongue is more to be feared than my words
I am afraid of the ocean, it doesn’t speak my language
  It’s has a long history of chemical: Sea salt

Who’s to blame not the ocean, only me?
I go to visit it; it never comes to visit me:
So when everything is said and done,
Who logged on and came to visit who?
pressure cookers, tongue, language, Sea salt, Ocean
Shut your ******* mouth
I don't want to hear it
Just tell me now
Why won't you submit

I don't care who's at fault
Stop telling these lies
I don't care who did what
You're both full of flies

She's not a ******* goddess
Yet you worship at her feet
You're so ridiculous
You're still incomplete

You let her hurt you
You're killing yourself
I'm so ******* through
I just want to help

You keep all your secrets
Even when I share mine
I guess trust is your weakness
So you tell me you're fine

Maybe not trust
It's still a dumb game
You do what you must
and I'll do just the same
Your hurt is hurting me.
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