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You’re about to go
All around us, leaves are falling
The trees look naked
I wonder if that’s how my soul feels like

I reach out to you
Your ears are deaf to my apologies
I notice the ground is no longer green
It’s covered in browns and yellows
I wish I could draw it
(I do in my head)

You go
It gets colder when you leave
The swallows fly away after you do
But they’ll come back once it’s warmer
Why won’t you?

All around me, leaves are falling
It’s not even autumn yet
Too soon, you’ve gone
I wish you would come back
  May 2016 Alex's Pipe Dreams
Patience
The beat booms
Echoing through
My heart and ears
Just like the cheers
And off-harmony
Singers who are
Brought to tears
By the music you
Share with them,
Anonymous short-
term friends.
  May 2016 Alex's Pipe Dreams
Ginelle
-
what's it like to wake up and realize,
that even after a year of searching and scavenging,
you're still in love with the thing you ran away from
a year ago?



(unrequited).
it's gotten easier, but the dreams won't stop
  May 2016 Alex's Pipe Dreams
Stephan
.

*Painted in shades that resemble your smile
Soft on the coast rests a raspberry mist
Blended in twilight’s peripheral style
Lemonade clouds oh so tenderly kissed

Lilac and rose petals color the sea
Whispers of sunset afloat up above
Such are the wonders rewarded to me
Each time I think of our beautiful love
(trigger warning: implied ****/self harm)**

Unwelcome hands
All over your body
Silenced screams
And then, agony
Like plucking petals
From a flower
That has yet to blossom
When it's over there aren't
Any tears left to cry
Nothing left to do
But let your own
Welcome hands
Carve lines into your skin
Because you think no one
Should have the right
To hurt you
Unless that someone
Is yourself
And you build a wall
Around your mind
Because you can't build one
Around your body
You think you'll never
Invite anyone else
Inside it
(But then you meet him.)
And on a side note, I didn't write this about myself, this did not happen to me, it's inspired by a book I've read. I put a trigger warning  but if you feel this should be marked as explicit please let me know!
There's fog in his head
And he can't see you clearly
He notices only what you're
Trying to hide

(Because a clouded mind
Still makes better judgments
Than yours)

Your head screams at you to run
And instead you feed him half truths
You want to prove to him
Lies aren't all there is to you

(Are you staying because
You thought you had nothing to lose
Or because he asked you to
And now you do?)

You question if hate is all there is
Because it has never felt like this
And hate never came with promises
And kisses and a home
Attached to it

(And you wonder if his key
Fits the lock that will
Bury your past somewhere
Where it can't reach you)

(It does.)
Tell me,
Do you judge yellow
For being yellow and not green?
Do you judge sugar
For not being salty but sweet?
Do you judge a dog
For not being a horse or a monkey?
Do you judge a Ferrari
For being a car and not a ship?
If you don't judge these things
For being nothing else
But what they can be
Tell me,
Why do you judge a boy
For loving not her but him?
Why do you judge a girl
For the color of her skin?
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