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 Apr 2014 dj
Jason Cirkovic
My mother should be an author
She carves her soul into millions of pieces
Leaving it behind all of the family photos
When I see my mother
I see a woman
Who wants to hide her soul in a needle
Just so the screaming can stop in her mind,
These bottles are rattling in the living room
You see they have put shackles on her heart,
She can't love anymore
Without having ***** in her water bottle.

Where is she hiding her beer?
I feel like my mother is giving me a scavenger hunt
From the shards of glass that were left on the baseball fields
My mother used to take me to.

You know she always wasn't like this
She was strong minded and had a big heart
Tonight I will tell you the story of a woman
Who lost her soul to the Keystones to the Miller Lites
To the ****** Mary’s.
Let's rewind time
See ******* the soul in ten years

10- I look into my mother's eyes and I start to cry
Because I'm looking at a woman who I don't know anymore

9- I refused to bail her out of jail again
Because I'm afraid her kidney will fail if she drinks again

8- My mother staggered into the theater and disrupted the whole play,
My cast mates turned to me and asked, isn't that your mother?

7- I had to hold my mothers hand
Because she was throwing up the cocktail of drugs and alcohol

6- Daddy had to get mom out of jail she was drinking again

5- My mother throws the bottle across the room
And told me the reason why she drinks is because I'm Autistic

4- My mother overslept for my piano recital,
I didn't think it was a big deal
But I remember she spent the whole night crying
With a wine glass in her hand.

3- Mommy I didn't know your prescription came in a needle

2- Mommy the prescription say 2 pills a day
why are you taking 6?

1- My mother went to the doctor
Found out that she has Rheumatoid Arthritis
I don't know what that means,
But I know she will still be strong right?

0- She took me to a Dodger game for my birthday.
I remember Sammy Sosa hitting a home run that game
She told me that the only person that can **** your soul is yourself
 Apr 2014 dj
Molly
CIGARETTES
 Apr 2014 dj
Molly
YOU THOUGHT SMOKING WAS
**** SO I COATED
MY LUNGS IN
TAR UNTIL YOU
REFUSED TO KISS MY
ASHTRAY LIPS
 Apr 2014 dj
simply tylla
i miss
 Apr 2014 dj
simply tylla
i miss how it used to be
when the stars brought light
into the dead of the night
and the words that i wanted to say
didn't seem so far away

i miss how it used to be
when the raindrops had a rhythm
that could put me to sleep
and the music that we played
helped us dance the pain away

i miss the way it used to be
when love was a gift for all;
so graceful and pure
and the past didn't always seem
to be haunting your every dream

i miss how it used to be
when it seemed almost impossible
to be trapped inside your mind
and your friends didn't so easily
believe all of your lies

i miss how it used to be
when the purpose of life was clear
and your canvas was missing
the scars that hold a permanent place
on both of your wrists

i guess i miss how it used to be
when we were just kids
so innocent to it all
and the world seemed so
big and full of wondrous things
 Apr 2014 dj
pandemonium
It has been months since I picked up the courage to spill my thoughts
but it's not like I haven't thought about coming back
I keep telling myself that my passion for writing has died
and like every dead things, they were never made to come back to life
I wish I could look back on the words I dedicated if I hadn't erase them
the truth is I have never regret all the things I wrote about you
but like every dead things, they were meant to come back and haunt.

What's unbearable was the incoherency that my mind fell into
over time, I stopped feeling altogether
I wasn't crazy, I wasn't sad, I wasn't angry either
sometimes I remember the earlier days and felt better
sometimes I think about the good memories and felt hopeless
the truth is I have never been this scared in a long time
and the fear swallowed me whole.

Trust me when I say the only thing I'm good at is lying
I went on for months denying what was stirring in my chest
I went on even longer thinking that I was absolutely fine
I learnt that you never really know how good you are until you're not
and the only thing I'm good at is crumbling to my feet
the truth is I have never had to hold my own bandages
but in the end, it's the only thing holding me.

I thought about all the other things I've loved before you
but everything I do reminds me of how hollow I am
I go through everyday wishing I was a ghost that would trail your every shadow
maybe it would be more fair if you felt the emptiness I've become
but even then I knew it's hard to haunt when you don't even care
the truth is I have never thought we would end up like this;
I forgot we weren't a fairytale.
 Apr 2014 dj
Lucille Flott
Take my head to the pillow
Drown me in my sleep
She said
Grow me up
Grow me down
But blindfold yourself
Then look all around
The clock is reaching for me
Dragging me along
I feel so unsteady
She said
Please make me feel tall

So take me home
Unravel me, seep into my bones
Just smother me in time
Weave your words into mine
Hands soft spoken
she said
mind loud to the touch

Take your sorrows
and give it to my dreams
she said
please don't worry, even though i'm cracking at the seams
just give me your love and i'll give you mine
i'm breaking down, crumbling up
i thought i told you i was fine
she said
time is gone
lyrics to a song i'm working on
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