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I am a wild heart
hurling headfirst into
men - men that
beat me black and
purple

bruises never
turn blue
 Apr 2018 Emma
Amanda Kay Burke
You are my dependable escape from this desolate planet
Arms a sanctuary for my frame
You supply shelter with reliable dreams
Comfort with your realized name

I am lucky to call you my friend
You are much more than company
Only a true lover can constantly provide
A refuge tucked away from circles I flee

I swear you are responsibly superhuman
You never seem to slow or drag your feet
I believe you could tear down the painful sky
Conquer each deadly setback you are forced to meet

I am not completely right, not completely wrong
You are merely mortal but carry strength of a god
Hurry up so you finish necessary tasks
When too exhausted to smile or nod

I watch you push sore muscles til they sting
Never complaining about rusty blades in your resolve
You work hard daily, hold us down to Earth
When life's puzzles grow too challenging to solve

I do not know how you manage to
Stand unwavering, anyone else would fall
I do know that on this royal journey of life
United love will conquer all
The ending feels a little sloppy to me, what do you think?
 Apr 2018 Emma
japheth
orbit
 Apr 2018 Emma
japheth
don’t

orbit

around me

my love.

even if

we’re two

separate planets —

i’d still

love you

just as much.
 Apr 2018 Emma
Jelly Walker
I’ve kissed too many lips
who tend to forget my name the next day
I’ve hugged bodies who once kept me warm and loved
that are gone as soon as I realize they never meant it.
I’ve spoken words to people who didn’t even deserve to know the secrets of my universe
I’ve shared beds with souls who were only there to acknowledge their own self worth, while mine deteriorated with every second
I’ve loved humans who didn’t even know what love was, causing me to wastefully pour out whatever was left in my heart...
destructing into the fragile bit of me now
— Now I’m left so afraid to get attached to people.
 Apr 2018 Emma
Sarah
Wicked
 Apr 2018 Emma
Sarah
My body is a temple
Destroyed
Crumbling
Broken
Worshiping inner demons and external pleasures
The pursuit of glory through the forbidden fruit
A blood sacrifice is demanded
By a god at the altar
But there is nothing holy about this
The only heaven I will ever find
Is in beaded red lines
I confess my sins to thee
But there are no answers to my prayers
There is no one to answer to
Higher powers have forgotten me
I have forsaken me
And there is no grace in pain
No forgiveness in punishment
And no God to blame for my sins
As I kneel adorned with my own crown of thorns
Constructed from my own deceptions and faults
I wonder why the only person willing to die for my sins
Is me

— The End —