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Glass vase
Simple, intricate
Impressive, delicate
Held by hands
Picked up
It's weight felt
Dropped
Shattered
Crystal shards everywhere
Swept under a rug without a care

*Please don't drop me
For I'm only glass
So easily cracked and shattered
I already scratch at my own surface
I guess this is done...
tranquil
blue
seas
are
over
rated

i prefer red rivers

flowing
from
my
wrists
and
hips
those days when it is all you can do to motivate yourself to eat or drink

those days when it is difficult to read
let alone write and the phone
weighs a million pounds....

those days when you are not physically sick...
but even your hair hurts...

those days when you feel like the
doom around you is a membraine
of purest pain. ...

you ever had one of those days?

good if you haven't.

i would not wish them on my
worst enemy...


catherine
I'm having trouble getting
Out of a depression...

Sorry that I have not been able
To do much reading...
To the girl my life revolved around
The girl I love to death
And miss more and more each day
With every passing breath
Every time my heart beats
It aches a little more
For your touch
Your kiss.
I'm so NOT over you.
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