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 Aug 2014 Hannah Beth
Yarelis
Sweet and sour
just what you are
sweet to my eyes
sour to my heart
sweet with your lies
sour when you try

I try too hard
I make myself believe
things
that are not real
things
that were never here
things
that will never happen

Your presence was sweet
but sour to my emotions

Your presence was sour
so sour

Sweet and sour
so addictive

Now everything is sweet

I couldn't predict it
but now I see

This was all I ever needed
Written 3/7/14
 Aug 2014 Hannah Beth
Meg B
I love the way it feels
To be barefooted
In the park,
The normally unexposed
Flesh of my feet
Brushing the blades of
Slightly browned grass
And dirt.

I hear the chirping
Of insect correspondence,
Croaking like frogs
In loud crescendos.
The lush green leaves
On the trees with fat wooden trunks,
They glow yellow under the
Fluorescent night lamps.
The leaves crinkle and crackle,
Shimmy in the wind,
Creating a summer staccato
Against the sounds
Emerging from those
Ever-chattering crickets.

A light breeze kisses my skin,
Twisting itself around
The darkness,
Morphing into a double helix,
DNA of the
breath
Of
Fresh air,
The summer
Heat
Briefly catching
A
Cold.
 Aug 2014 Hannah Beth
Jack
If war is the answer,
quit asking the **** question!
 Aug 2014 Hannah Beth
Haruka
1:35 am
in the indigo infinity of the night,
i could've loved you better.

2:18 am
between the folds of the sheets
and the ache in my bones,
i warmed you from the inside out.

3:46 am
we are two stars,
unable to put our words into
constellations.
we will be our own downfalls.

4:28 am
you pull my hair and tell me
you love me in-between the groaned pants
and one day, underneath the cracked lips
and trembling hands
i'll find the courage to say it back.

5:19 am
i am the inferno that'll burn
your paper heart down
and when you're left with the ashes,
you'll see just how much of yourself
you gave to the girl with the sleepy eyes
and bruised knuckles.
i am sorry.

6:21 am
like the morning sun,
i'll rise to fill you with warmth
but i will have to set again.

7:34 am
"i can't hold your universe together."
*-H.K
 Aug 2014 Hannah Beth
ern kingham
I remember the first time someone explained to me what the word gay meant.
We were in middle school
Playing on the swing set behind Stoy Elementary
"He’s so gay," she said
Bitter disgust poured out of her mouth with every syllable
I could not think as to why being happy could be such a horrible thing
And so I asked
My exact words being
“Whats so wrong with being happy?”
Now both my friends looked at me weird
“Don’t you know what gay means?”
“Doesn’t it mean to be happy?”
“You’re such a little kid, gay does not mean happy. Gay is a boy who likes another boy”
I stood there wondering why it mattered so much that a boy liked another boy;
why it was such a distasteful thing.
And why it meant gay couldn’t still mean happy.
 Aug 2014 Hannah Beth
Adriean New
I'm not just lesbian,
I'm human.
They're not just gay,
they're human.
& you're not just straight,
you're human.
Gay marriage
is just marriage.
We don't have gay or lesbian
feelings.
We have feelings.
We hurt, cry, smile &
are happy, too.
We're no different
than the rest.
Strong subject I feel about.
 Aug 2014 Hannah Beth
caroline
for three days my body wouldn't let me wake this early.
(even i wouldn't let myself
wake this early
)
i couldn't face another day
without knowing where,
how, you were.
now, i suppose i can thank the knowledge of knowing you are safe, and doing decent, for allowing me to want to stand up to reality.
that the day my mother ****** us didn't make you do anything irrational.
and every dandelion and 11:11 i will continue to wish the sun watch over you, and moon protect you, for me.
my dear, the war inside myself is finally at peace.
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