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 Sep 2016 Gary
JK Cabresos
Ink bled with mysteries,
poet engraved this paper
with verses.
 Sep 2016 Gary
BB Tyler
Death is the celebrity we all know
(just not personally).
 Sep 2016 Gary
Brooke Davis
S • Skin tight, skeletal cage
both ribs and mind.

K • Keep a strict diet, never break it, always hide it from those who would disapprove, so I learned to suffered in silence.

I • Internally a growl would emit, I reveled in the power I would get from it. To know I was structured, I wasnt a jumbled mess. Like the mass jiggling, clingling to this withering carcass.

N • Never could the fat girl come back out. carve her, choke her, starve her till she lost the will to shout. Shout for help, shout for freedom, shout for love in this life. Useless, everybody knows only fit people have that right.

N • Nobody would believe if I told a soul my struggle. "You are huge, big blue
whale how can someone like you have a disorder?

Y• Yell, scream "I WANT TO BE ME"
But I can't because of our society
deeming people like me are wrong,
why should my weight define wether or not I belong?

But because it does I hate myself.
I live this life with a wish to die,
all because my body is not
S•K•I•N•N•Y
 Sep 2016 Gary
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Untitled
 Sep 2016 Gary
L
orange crush,
when we were born
sunkissed yellow rays peaked
in liquid shining brilliance
bubbling stardust
spilled down into puddles
rising in vibrance
until the world fizzed over
 Sep 2016 Gary
Tasha
This is no lower pleasure
and while purely physical and only ever fleeting,
i do not mind.
i like the raindrops on my face and the heavy green canopy above my head,
thriving.
i like the wild lightness of being small somewhere big,
and i like your eyes when they meet mine , and i catch glimpses of your soul -
candid, and spectacular.
i enjoy the tactile pleasure of tree-bark beneath my fingertips and your fingertips upon my skin
i like the sound of words as they leave our lips and hang in the air between us
i like the comfort i feel, wrapped up in her many wooden arms
and i like to sit amongst her bones and feel her presence as my own
soaking me in new understanding.
a simple clarity , as i cease to race the universe
for i understand her now,
and i hope that she doesn't stop raining.
 Sep 2016 Gary
Gary F
Realm
 Sep 2016 Gary
Gary F
My friend
with thee to live alone
methinks is better than to own
a crown
a scepter and
a throne
 Sep 2016 Gary
The Fire Burns
Hiding
 Sep 2016 Gary
The Fire Burns
Quails in a covey
Hide under cover of brush
Flush unsuspecting
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