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 Feb 2016 JL
SøułSurvivør
@--\-----

a
sinking
blossom
on
the
strand

the
surf
pulls
her
f­rom
the
sand

crystalline
from
wave's
assault

her
petals
become
­light
and
salt

giving
in
to
life's
duress

she
must
be
equal
to
­the
test

caught
in
trech'rous
undertow

she
swims
to
where
she
n­eeds
to
go

you'll
see
her
shine
an
aqua
glow

be
it
fast
or
be
i­t
slow

with
the
seaweed
she
will
flow

she
will
find
her
given
p­ath

with
the
dolphins
she
will
laugh

it
is
not
she
you
should­
applaud

she
shines
through
a
loving

GOD


SoulSurvivor
(­C) 12/28/2015

-
the greatest test of my life is ahead
the only way I'm going to be able to
make it through is with God.

I won't be afraid
but I can't be on site that much
thank you, my readers, for understanding

♡ I LOVE YOU ALL! ♡


@--\------
 Feb 2016 JL
Ami Shae
I've been poisoned.
Tried not to drink it,
this liquidity of hate--
but it seduced me
called my name
cajoled me
enticing me to try
to be the same
as all the others
who were surrounding me--
I fell victim
to believing the lies
that somehow their
'espouted truth'
would set me free--
but what the hell?
How could I not know?
There are no truths
in lies
only pain and sorrow
that so often don't show
until much later
when you look around to see
that you're totally alone
no one to hug, no one to help,
to set you free.

So let this poison do its job--
let it work and destroy
all of me!
I am not needed or wanted
nor am I free--
I am merely someone
others use for their fun
I am no longer human
I cannot claim I belong
for this poison I drank
is far too strong.
life is just an illusion. People are NOT real. No one really cares. There is no god, no entity who cares. I'm done with trying to believe I belong anywhere. It's all LIES. All.Of.It.
oh  well...
 Feb 2016 JL
SøułSurvivør
cutting
 Feb 2016 JL
SøułSurvivør
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______     _
____________
every cut it leaves a scar                  

''''''''''"""''""""""
                   ­     you all know it's real

with the blade comes loneliness              
                             ==     =    ===========

sutures cannot heal


SoulSurvivor
(C) 2/12/2016
cutting is the addiction
of the 21st century

in my day drugs were
the order of the day
I OVERCAME DRUGS

YOU CAN OVERCOME CUTTING!

If you want please read
"Salvation Story by SoulSurvivor"
Just type in the above
in the site search engine
and click on "poems"

THANKS!

♡ Catherine
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Chill electronics

Fervours me forth


From the frost mornings
Over crushed relations
Over the lost margins

Across the horisons
Ending heated desserts

Alienated from lonsome cries
We travel on the cloud called ninth

Of a everydays man turmoils
Turning into naught

Becoming a hoop
Around allured
Swell membrane

Top to bottom
Willing to
Play

Anatomy

Works with

the lucrative

Vibrations

My elation
Our abdomination
Each pace on the drum

Is  a hollow awareness

Is  a primal bite

Into a predestined

Prerogative ~ the
Love's ethnicity

Till ambushed silk
cotton
Tambourines

Start to jingle

Floral essences

Burst

Into

Dark curls

Azam Magnetic Magma

Charming one thousand
And one
Free from misery
Mystery Nights

Equanimity

Oriental

Ambiental Ali

Opened space

Spell~bounded

Sounds Alluring Affirmity


The woman's
Darkling alto
Swims into me

Dear saphir's lean
voice
Permeates into me





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