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In the shadows of this room
Illuminated only by candlelight
We became liquid
Dissolving in the darkness
A chemical reaction
Resulting in the destruction
Of our composure
Rewriting our compounds
Until we fuse
Into a single strand
Of letters and numbers
Of thoughts
And untranslatable sounds
Fingertips working
My way through your construction
Mind calculating
The methods to solving our equation
Staring behind your eyes
Searching for the words
To write the story
Of what happens here
But there are no words
To recreate the mystery
Behind our explosions
The fated foundation
I placed within your structure
 Feb 2019 Silencer
Star BG
With great promise I was born
surrounded by family
ancestors
guides
and in Gods country.

With great promise I expanded
grew in body
in mind
in moments that blossomed
into vessel of creativity.

With great promise,
my eyes opened
my heart sings
And I became the dream
as I dance inside
endless possibilities.
INSPIRED BY HIRONDELLE A GIFTED WRITER THANKS
 Feb 2019 Silencer
Bad Luck
Doing a dance,
to wear a mask,
To play a game that you can’t stomach . . .
Just so that the truth doesn’t have to face you,
The way you recoil from reflections of yourself.

You’d forsake your happiness, your health —
                                                  You would burn it all.

To do a dance,
To wear a mask
To play a game you’ll always lose.
             To look in a mirror . . .
             To tell an image, that it’s anything but you.

And it is in that moment, that you'll find
                           You’ll tell the unfamiliar truth
As you bleed and feed
                           Your own obliterated youth . . .

To feel, and then
                          to lose —
Just like the loss you always knew

                          You would find in disappointment.
Like an unholy anointment
                          of your least desirable possessions
That retire from the heavens
                          Back to you.


To betray, and to amuse
                                                          A­lone.
The ides of irony rejoice!
               For they’ve found their lamb... or
their ever-dying muse.
                 Forsaking life itself, you clamor
To see others just like you.

And maybe, one day, one will choose
           the path that you can’t leave,
As it reciprocates to thee —
            Two partners in misery, fated to excuse
the waste of each other...
            until they find there’s nothing left.

To feel the flame within its breath consumed.

Wearing a mask,
To live a lie,
                And die a death,
                Whose dance you six-times misstep


                              And on the seventh, betrays you.

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 Jan 2019 Silencer
SHELBY MATIAS
Getting lost in other women
Searching for you
Or maybe
Trying to lose the memories
Of us
While they get lost
In my pool of a broken heart
Leading them on
Then the circle continues
And I’ll be the defendant
In someone’s trail of broken
Valuables & stolen time
I’ll be just like you were to me
Making someone else’s life
A sad love song.
 Jan 2019 Silencer
Austeja
Questions I have
Have no answers
Words I say
Makes no sense to others
Being silent
Being muted
That seems my future

I don't want to live like this no more
I've been damaged by the oppression
And I'm not weak by admitting it
I'm healed enough to fight again
Trust me
You will hear my voice

A.C
Never let others say what you can and can't do ... Be you, be strong
Your hands
are a cage
that tame
a restless
heart

his
unseen
hands
unlock bars
and unleash
a wild thing

I am a
bird in
flight
now

set free

the skies
are mine
to taste

the oceans
mine to
drink

I am man -
less

and blossoming

without
constraints
of love
 Jan 2019 Silencer
Oliver
Moth
 Jan 2019 Silencer
Oliver
I am just a moth
In a world of butterflies
Nonetheless, I fly.
 Jan 2019 Silencer
Tatiana
I agree to things i'd rather not do
because i'd rather die than have to lie to you.
Yet what I do for you, I don't agree.
Why the **** can't I just be me?

I just want to be appreciated,
but it seems my value is depreciating.
With every decision I make to fall in line.
Every decision I make to just seem fine.

I play these bad decisions off like they're jokes
because if I don't then I will choke.
On the shame of it all, I can't stand tall.
I deserve the greatest of falls.

These thoughts can't linger anymore
and though it's difficult, I will endure.
The pain inside will no longer hide
and i'll get some help this time.
© Tatiana
I want to start therapy is the theme of this poem
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