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brynna Feb 29
rainbow curtains that smell of mint

gray sweatshirt my mother sent

suffocating but my airway is clear

where is the voice i want to hear?



i wish someone else could see

the poisonous air of room 11-B
another hospital piece
brynna Feb 29
the loveless glance that you placed into my hands
felt like running them through shattered glass hidden in sand

in 24 hours, your love for me fell
in 24 hours, you fell under a spell

the dark closet felt like a dark endless void
they way you left me there made me feel like a broken toy

in 24 hours, you were in her bed
in 24 hours, a decision I wished you could dread

staring out the tinted window in a hospital gown at 3am
wondering if you were ever going to do it again.
This is part of a mini little series of poems I wrote while in a psychiatric hospital earlier this year. Enjoy :)
brynna Feb 2021
pulling petals
until march 5th
will it be you
that i share my life with
brynna Jan 2021
ink
you broke me like a pen
messy and dark
let my ink sink into your skin
and leave a permanent mark
simple but deep
brynna Jan 2021
you are but my sacred counterpart;
the universe's most precious art
who closes the tears,
who blows me soft air;
the one who i can not bear to see depart
brynna Jan 2021
through the corridor,
the steps of your heart have a beat
the balcony on the second floor,
the creases in my sheets
brynna Jan 2021
let's travel to the tracks trains play;
love like ghosts with endless pulses
for your heart holds the haul of many loves,
remembrance is but a losing game
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