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 Dec 2013 Mad
Emanuel Wolfe
why must i be so angry at you
your quiet heart sang to me
the sweet exotic flutes
humming through my eardrums
relieving me of a curse  that cannot be broken
you are never a page in my mind
conundrums collapse like a tower
sphinx's are black and gold
shape shifters fail to safe
everything is a disgrace
like puzzle pieces we fall in place
silver treasures
gold the most
plain and simple hurts so close
the hoax is coaxed in cellophane
truth is a pain
better symptoms for the name
blaming is the game
shakes in my brain
thorns in my side
may love go insane?
 Dec 2013 Mad
Eliza
Goodbye
 Dec 2013 Mad
Eliza
I'm sorry,
but I haven't been coping well lately.
I hope you'll forgive me,
and be able to save me.

So many thoughts on my mind,
and all of them screams "I'm not fine.".
I hope you might be kind,
and won't let me cross that line.

I have set a date,
on the day I graduate,
to end my fate.
So don't be late.

I've thought this through,
there's nothing that you can do.
I don't belong here, it's true.
This shall be my goodbye to you.

*(n.d.)
 Dec 2013 Mad
Bailey Morse
I could never fathom
How people made constellations
Out of stars.
But you called me beautiful
And it was almost
The same thing.
 Sep 2013 Mad
Bailey Morse
Salt
 Sep 2013 Mad
Bailey Morse
I went dancing last night
with the ocean
and he made my demons
into salt.
how noble that he
would take so gratefully
all the pieces of myself
I don't want.
 Sep 2013 Mad
Tanner Angelo
Time stands still for he
Who stands still for time and waits
For fish to take bait


Nearly twenty years
I don't want my eyes to shut
Sleep is friends with death


On another world
Music everlasting love
As she falls asleep


Why is it called squash?
Does not squash my appetite
And I don't squash it


I live in a tree
Wings got cut, at least I have
Nikes on my feet


From towering heights
From the Skytrain on Sunday
People look like ants


Refrigerator
Open, fill it up with food
Who is feeding who?


First cup of coffee
Yellowish stain on white shirt
****! I missed my mouth
 Sep 2013 Mad
Kimberly Clemens
I am so tired of letting you consume me
What you do, what you say
I let it affect me in every which way.

I don't belong to you
Nor does it seem I ever will
Yet I think of you when my mind is still.

I want these feelings to end
Because for you it's as if they never even started
Now it's time for me to act just as cold-hearted.
 Sep 2013 Mad
CharlesC
Raging Water
 Sep 2013 Mad
CharlesC
A large puddle
and water resumes
a calm reflection
of cliffs above..
The same water
in recent hours
found new voice
raging and tearing
expressive duality..
Placid once now
a surgical knife
carving new paths
through roadbeds
and homes..
We reflect
as water beings
hope for calm
to mitigate our
storms...
Colorado flooding
September, 2013

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