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  Feb 2016 Zuko
Anastasia Anderson
let me cover you in the darkest cloak
made of pain and marijuana smoke
and let me lift its hood over your innocent mind
so you can search for the answers that i could never find
you can't imagine someone hurting so badly
but darling, this pain is my own
so many times i have fallen in love ever so madly
and then was stripped and skinned down to the bone
betrayal was my oxygen
and every breath i took was a stab to the back
And every bruise on my skin was a skill I lacked
I was never good enough, so I strived for silence, obedience and skill
but no matter what I did
I'm not good enough
Not good enough, still.
  Feb 2016 Zuko
Macy Opsima
I am a poet because of you.
It's the way your being
delivered a tidal wave of
poetic awakening to my
once dull veins.

Your lips watered
the flowers in my tongue
that were once called prose
but now they developed into poems.

Your fingers latched
perfectly into mine and
your nerves reacted to my nerves so right
and in that moment I knew our hands  were designed for each other.

And although
your tongue left my tongue
and your hand left my hand,
the diabolical mixture of your blissful and painful memories
kept the flowers in my tongue alive.

Soon enough, the flowers
crawled through my arms and hands,
begging me to write
the poetry that they bring.

You will never read this
but I forever thank you,
for I will always be a poet
because of you.
Zuko Feb 2016
I realized that I was afraid falling in love because I'm afraid of falling out of love.
Zuko Feb 2016
To forget.
To forget the scent you left hidden in the threads of my clothing.
To forget the jolt of electricity that paved it's way down my spine each time your gaze caught mine.
The ecstasy I felt when our fingers intertwined and the pinky promises we swore we'd cherish forever.
I'd wish to forget the constellation of freckles spread across your cheeks.
I would wish to forget how to love and how it feels to have my heart shattered into tiny fragments of glass.
If I met a genie in a lamp I'd ask him to erase my memory... To make me forget. That is my one wish.
Zuko Feb 2016
Mum
We never really had much, So
you taught me to appreciate the very little we were blessed with.
You taught me to be thankful for every blessing given to me and to respect myself and those around me.
You taught me that that if today wasn't good, tomorrow might be better... Because just like everyday, the sun will rise. And if tomorrow still isn't good... There's another tomorrow still on its way.
I admire your grace and your generosity, because from an empty hand you still have something to give.
And you have always put us before yourself and anything else first... You believe in me, and because of the last I too have the courage to believe in myself. You taught me that I'm never to young to dream or to be hopeful you taught me the importance of love and loving yourself... I will always be grateful for the faith you have in me, the love you show me everyday and for always being there.
Zuko Feb 2016
The X chromosome in your genetic make-up does NOT imply weakness,
It merely means you have chemical X and you're powerful.

Love,
A girl who finally understands that
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