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HiJinx Jun 2014
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Do not fall in love with
people like me.
I will take you to
museums, and parks, and
monuments,
and kiss you in everything beautiful
place, so that you can never go
back to them
without tasting me
like blood in your mouth.
I will destroy you in the most
beautiful way possible.
And when I leave
you will finally understand,
why storms are named after
people.
Not sure who this belongs to, as I took note of this poem a long time ago but was unable to find the author (even to this day) - it's beautiful none the less & I relate to it.
HiJinx Jun 2014
zipping myself into his hoodie / hoping it'd be the equivalent to being / inside his skin
  Jun 2014 HiJinx
jo forstrom
The sign said yesterday

And so inside I went

There were doors everywhere
So I opened the very first one longing to find out what was in there
And but it was empty

So bitterly so that I could see my very breath as it froze up inside of the air

So I scrambled to get out of there so disappointed that I had found nothing,

Then I heard the shrillest voice saying five minutes to closing

And I just had to find yesterday

And I needed it so much that it hurt

And there I stood outside that haunted like place unable to figure out just how I got out of there because I had no memory of leaving

And a loudest voice ever consumes me
And it said, scram for you do not ever get the chance to go inside of what is not.

jo.
HiJinx Jun 2014
All the warning signs / are visible, red flags marking my every flaw / and illuminating my demons / and I'm not sure if you care too much that you're overlooking them, praying I'll get better / or you genuinely do not see the giant numbers over my heart and lungs / counting down my days before I self destruct.
HiJinx Jun 2014
I just wanted to be / the girl you broke down about in front / of your mother, screaming / that you loved me and her /saying you're a fool
HiJinx Jun 2014
I've realized that the people in / my life don't leave / I do. I'm the one running away / from people's lives and perhaps I'm alright with that / and that troubles me
  Jun 2014 HiJinx
Mark McConville
Let me see you frown
Let me see you smile
A light has drawn across
Beating down on your restless head
There is nothing left
Of that dream we had.

I count how many times
I have nearly died
Keeping you tight to my chest
Fighting with bloodied fists
And drenched in regret
I'm not your saviour
I'm just your clown.

I see a twinkle in your eye
Glistening like frosty stars
That gives me chills
And some will to survive
The onslaught of demons
That cry in my head of lies.

I seek response
From the busker on the street
He sings a sweet sweet song
But doesn't acknowledge me
He's my son.

My heart is a natural disaster
Waiting to explode and to make
The wall blacker
I keep it in just to keep myself alive.

I'm a joker
But tonight I feel afraid
That I might disown her
This poetic verse full of bleakness.

That sweet sweet song!
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