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I can't help,
But,
Watch you,
You slip away.

You left,
Your mark,
From my eyes,
And gone away.

Are we still,
Breathing,
Are we,
All gone away.

You,
I feel you here.
You're on my tongue.
And gone away.

Are we,
Are we still here,
Or can you let me,
All go away.

How far am i,
From our today,
Are you still here,
Or gone away.

Do i sit here.
Upon myself,
Or am I straddling,
Our last today.

Can you still hear me,
Was it today,
Or is feeling,
All gone away.

Are we still here,
Can you tell me,
Am I still there,
Are we are we.

Could I ask you,
Would you tell me,
Am i leaving,
Are you away?

I'll stay with you,
But i can't tell,
Where to stay.
Are we still here?

Could i ask you,
Would you tell me,
Am i leaving,
Are you away?
 Jul 2016 Samm Marie
Hal
Sometimes you get bored and decide to send me an "I miss you" text. My fingers reach for my phone, ready to type a message as if on autopilot, but then I remember why we don't talk anymore in the first place. Loving you destroyed pieces of me and it was either I let you go or lose the small part of me that was left behind. I decided a long time ago that I will not tear myself down to help build up someone else. So then, when my fingers grasp the phone and click on your message out of habit, I realize I can no longer say the same about you. I begin typing but the message you received is not the one you were expecting.
*-I sure as hell hope you do.
For the boy who didn't appreciate me enough when he should have.
 Jul 2016 Samm Marie
NiTSUDD
Whiskey
 Jul 2016 Samm Marie
NiTSUDD
She sighed and she swore that she never would decieve me.
But the devil has the women so they never can be easy.
I realize
That not all men
****

That not all men
Beat

That not all men
Brutalize

That not all men
Leave

That not all men
Are destructive

But it's enough men
For me to be scared
Of all men
I'm having tea with Life,
And his band of Disappointments.
They dine at my expense,
And they're a hungry bunch of guests.

Tea turned into Supper,
Where the Disappointments drank
My finest wine,
And Life wiped his cruel mouth
On my tablecloth.

You can't have supper without dessert,
So they ate up more of my
Food for thought.
And if you stay for dessert,
You may as well spend the night.
So they did
And burgled my pantry of hopes
For a midnight snack.

One night was lovely,
So Life cackled, "Why not stay two?"
And two turned to a week,
And a week turned into
My sickeningly merry guests
Moving into my dreams,
And inviting in Doubt,
To live with them too,
And of course
Pay no rent.

So I watch my chaotic household
Of a skull,
Where Life has made himself at home
And brought all of his friends.
I stare dully at my ruined
Dining room of thought,
Which they have dominated.
And look wearily for a spare idea
In my raided cupboards.

I've never been one
To evict friends,
So I suppose they're here to stay.
But learn a lesson from me,
And don't ever
Have Life over for tea.
 Jul 2016 Samm Marie
Little Bear
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 Jul 2016 Samm Marie
Little Bear
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love
fine line
crazy
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