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 Sep 2013 Corinne
Alison Satine
it's not you
it's not you
i'm not sorry.
cotton candy kisses
valentine candies
forgive me not
poison chocolates
forget me not
this bloodlust is driving me crazy
maybe I'll be a ****** baby
velvet and blood
and creamy lace and pink guts
bitter coffee and venom laced lips
and hesitant sips
nightshade tea and pills of three
flirting with death
and stealing my breath
this murderlust is driving me mad
I'm intoxicated and I'm high
I'm in love and I'm bad
belladonna coffee in threes
mentholated cigarettes and
forgive me not
'cause I'm not
oh honey, it's all regrets
it's not me
it's not me
I'm not sorry.
 Sep 2013 Corinne
Emma
I remember when we wrote our names on each other's arms.
the ink sank deep into our skin,
enough to seep into our veins, tinting our bloodstream
I felt your presence within me.

…But eventually even permanent marker fades away
When the black curves of your signature chipped off of me
and your name washed out of my body

– that's when I realized you wouldn't stay
 Sep 2013 Corinne
Chris
My eyes have been dry the past few days,
my mouth too.
I’ve been wearing my glasses more
and drinking too much water.
Is it possible to drink too much water?
Some say you can never drink too much.
I’m not sure.
All I know is that I can’t dilute
the concentration of you in my blood.
It’s become too thick.
I’ve been tripping over cracks and
folded carpet corners that don’t exist.
I’m not sure how I find my footing again
with the pounding in my head
and all the silence in my bones.
It’s the kind of silence I wish
I could share with you.
I’ve been tripping over myself,
like there’s knots holding me together.
And I’ve seen your fingers tie knots before,
how you delicately labor over each one.
How the perfect amount of string
is always left over for them.
I’ve seen you tie knots before,
because you’ve tied them with my heart,
and I don’t think they’ll ever come undone.
Oh, I don’t think they’ll ever come undone.
 Sep 2013 Corinne
little Bird
Take it slow
Take it slow
I’ve never lovingly been
Where this will inevitably go.
Softly, slowly
Softly, slowly
You gently touch my arm, my hair, my face
I whisper about my past
Things I have to tell you
Before you can begin to break through
Flashback
Flashback
Tears rolling down my cheek
I can only see his hollow eyes
Please no
Let me go
Body freezes, it’s just begun
Stare at the ceiling till it’s done
Please no
let me go
Just let me go
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