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 Jul 2018 JB
blackbiird
Daggers dance amongst the valleys.
Shadows plague troubled waters.
Reflections dim as tantalizing wildflowers sing.

I shut them out and drowned myself in troubled waters—
Swift visions succumbed to darkness.
Parallels fall like dominos, crashing into the infinite ground.

Sunshine wasted as I step further into the valley.
Away from hands that feed me.
Aimlessly wondering into the abyss.

What a beautiful paradise lost—
As I take my final breath.
 Dec 2017 JB
Irene
Revolving
 Dec 2017 JB
Irene
And that is all I see
or hear:
your blonde hair
in the dark,
your words,
"Can I kiss you again?"

And then it's your hand
on my cheek,
my skin.
In my head,
the thoughts of
my mother's disappointment.

And now I am afraid
just to send a text
because you like her.
I am only hopeless.
You are the only thing
revolving my brain.
January 2016
About a girl
 Jun 2015 JB
Jennifer Stewart
I've become so custom to the side effects of depression, that they don't even seem abnormal anymore.
Never being able to sleep, but always being tired.
Oh that's no big deal, i'll just blame it on the coffee.
Not having enough energy to complete even the simplest of tasks.
But that's okay, you're just a lazy kid.
Constantly feeling like you're never good enough, that nobody even likes you or wants you around.
Oh stop it, don't be so clueless. That's just common teenage emotions.
Having to talk yourself into getting out of bed in the morning, because you would rather be dead than face the rest of the day.
Oh just get over yourself, you're being too dramatic, is what they'll say.
But little do they know, none of this is normal.
No one should have to wake up everyday, wishing that yesterday would've be their last.
How common do you think it is, to wish every single breath you take would be your last?
None of this is common, not in the slightest bit.
Can you please tell me why anyone would want to be like this?
People let you believe that depression is just a phase; something you can snap out of at any given day
But in reality, you can't; it is a life long disease that takes years to overcome.
And just like any disease, if it doesn't get treated, millions of people can, and will, die from it.
-(j.s)
 Apr 2015 JB
B
Stars
 Apr 2015 JB
B
The stars started
dancing
in the sky
above
us the moment
your
lips collided into
mine*


B.S.
 Apr 2015 JB
Max Eastman
BORNE on the low lake wind there floats to me,
Out of the distant hill, a sigh of bells,
Mystic, worshipful, almost unheard,
As though the past should answer me, and I
In pagan solitude bow down my head.
 Mar 2015 JB
Bo Burnham
I bought a bunch of wooden soldiers.
I bought them from the store.
And now a hundred tiny soldiers
guard my bedroom door.

So if you're a scary monster-thing
who wants to go to war,
my bedroom door is open.
I'm not frightened anymore.
 Mar 2015 JB
Bo Burnham
Haiku 3
 Mar 2015 JB
Bo Burnham
Old people's skin sags
Because it is being pulled
To the Underworld.
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