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Elise Emilia Nov 2014
Pregnant clouds
Giving birth
To the
Rain
That swells
My bones

I no longer
Admit
To that dull
Throb
Elise Emilia Nov 2014
What did They inject me with? Hello?
My eyes adrift

"The ocean, sweetheart"

That small voice unfolded in my head
I still couldn’t see

"The sky observed from below
Through the reflection of the sea
Its atmosphere was dark
A storm arrived
"

Her voice was muffled, like my ears were stuffed with cotton
They could be
All I could focus on was the sound of my own voice
Speaking like I could actually swallow

Lightning ripped across your temples
And tore you away from me
Electrocuted your pain


I could feel her shoulders tense
How long had I been out?
She spoke her words through shuddering window panes
Like her soul was weeping

It released my tension in your filling
You didn’t see it coming
You couldn’t even feel it


Oh
My senses awakened without me
I noticed the familiar fabric of the fallen beneath
My vacant body
The scent of bleach and sound of shuffling feet reminded me
That I was on my ward

You’re going to be here a while, aren’t you
It wasn’t exactly a question, but a concern
I hope not

“Oh good, you’re awake” The nurse came in without so much as a knock
Are you sure? Good is a relative term.
I kept my eyes floating on that vast ocean
The void of infinite awakenings is exhausting
And yet
I feel better
For now
Elise Emilia Oct 2014
I used scarlet to outline lost
Upon my naked figure
But when I crossed the t
I began to cry
The pearls I wore clashed
With the rubies
Which produced a shade so cruel
That it cracked the plaster
On my ceiling

I vandalized Hope that day
- Never again will I finger paint
Elise Emilia Oct 2014
There is something much quieter then sleep
For her to wish it every single day
She wears the morning upon her cheek
Her bones shivering beneath                                    
A faint dry sound cracks the air
Thicker than rain and hail
The trees are painted rubies
As blood red as shattered eyes
Hiding the truth beneath blue
In which sets these autumn skies
Drowning in the fumes of death
Her hair soft lifted in the wind
Sinking her everlasting grin

— The End —