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 Sep 2015 Jillian Ross
mikev
I don't
 Sep 2015 Jillian Ross
mikev
https://soundcloud.com/the_mjv/i-dont*


I'm a space case
blinded by cosmic rays
And in this is space race, I want to vanish.
The first person to cultivate another planet
- wins?
So then why wouldn't I explore
behind every door and
down every corridor
just to make sure?
Ignoring warning signs -
they're not for dying stars -
Tell me why wouldn't I assume the worst -
knowing what's occurs on Earth?
 Sep 2015 Jillian Ross
vaishax
she cried to me last night
i watched
i wished i could hug her tight
get her rid of her plight
i didn't

i watched her cry all day
it hurt
it wasn't that I had a say
seems gloom was at bay
i ran

she is, but it is a blur
i am numb
i distract myself from her
she hurts and i concur

​​she held the gun to her head
i shatter
in the mirror, i have bled
smiles at me with lips so red
i shoot her instead

i fear the dark & the fights
i cry
i can't cope with lonely nights
i rather be with her at sight
our double lives just excites
My heart is a flame, & fire is dangerous. Please do not play with it. You have been warned. Proceed at your own risk. What will it be? Sparks or Explosions? Chose wisely.
 Sep 2015 Jillian Ross
mikev
when you work with words
they hurt you worse.
some startling things can happen by
disheartening dreams through marketing schemes
- and I would've dropped out if need be
but instead I spent time and bought a degree
telling myself, debt doesn't bother me
- it's like a motivator
so when she left
I  got on the next train to Vegas -
mentally so to speak, a vacation
in hopes to hit the jackpot
maybe pay off some of the burden I racked up -
but wait, back up.
I can't just bet on a lottery -
- that behavior is odd to me
I like games I can influence and see new ends
because this sea we're in?
There's sharks in the darkness! -
they'll not give us the chance to dart and
rip us apart all heartless - and then
I begin to wonder if this
sinking feeling
is how you start the process.
first
i let myself weep
then slowly
my heart bleed words
dropping into these tattered pages
eventually
forming lines
and
making rhyming rhythms

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