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 Aug 2013 Danielle K
berry
water
 Aug 2013 Danielle K
berry
if you take time to think about it -
water has many different personalities.
it will burn you, unapologetically, if it's boiled
but it can be so cold that it chills you to the bone.
water can flow freely, or be stagnant.
water can be clear, completely transparent -
or clouded & dark, all depending on where you find it.
water is life-giving; it will save you if you're dying of thirst,
but it can also be a poison - if not properly treated, before taking a drink.
it's powerful enough to destroy entire cities,
but gentle enough to bring life to flowers.
water can hold up a ship- but it will still slip through your fingers.

(water - was the color of your eyes,
  and ever since the day you left -
it's all that seems to come from mine.)
 Aug 2013 Danielle K
speakeasied
Two nights ago,
I discovered the definition
of summer.
Regardless of what
Merriam tells you,
it is not just "the warmer
half of the year."
In fact, summer lies
within the smallest details
of a perfect day
and the broadest spectrum
of all drunken nights.
It is the warm concrete
underneath your thighs
that burns at first but
"hey, you'll get used to it."
It is the cigarette carelessly
placed between your
cherry-red lips
and the way we sang as
loud as we could in
your driveway at
3-in-the-morning.
It is the restlessness
of being in one place for
too long mixed with the
comfort of somewhere you
know like the back of your hand.
It is our "couple minute long" talks
that turn into hours
and the epiphany I had when
I realized it's okay to be okay
but it's also okay to not be.
It is the moment I told you this
revelation of mine,
and how you smiled at me
like a 2-year-old and responded,
"this is why I love you."
 Aug 2013 Danielle K
hello
Endless possibilities
For the future and the present time
Are infinitely circling life

They're floating in the air
Behind closed doors
Flying out people's mouths
Disguised as language

Some thoughts have surfaced:
I have no future
I have no way of reaching
What I want

But you'll see you never had
To reach
Or stretch so far to the point
You thought it might've been
Impossible

Because these possibilities
Are right in front of you
Circling your life
nothing.
absolutely nothing
just laying
lying
living my
not-so-happy
life
without
everything
i ever
wished for

what am i doing?
what can i even do?
sleep butterflies are teasing me
                  they land on my eyelids
only for a few minutes                
just to take off                          
                                 and leave me drowsy enough
         to not be able to wake fully
they dance over my eyes          
                       i receve flighty sleep
awake
I went to Palm Beach carrying every shard of my soul today. It was empty, and it was going to storm. Not a soul but I. The waves brought in sting with each rolling army of sea foam, and I cried with the salt water of the Atlantic. That water roared with the screaming amputees that lay oozing in my heart. I thought about becoming one with the water; taking a deep breath of blue to end the pain. But I didn't. I let the shards of my spirit cut my palms as a buried them in the sand; I let the sharks smell my blood. I let the tide leave with my soul.
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