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Some days I feel it's better to remain alone
Because I can grow more in my imagination
Than I can in this world.

All of reality stripped to the bone
Creating my own metaphysical reformation
Where my illusions become uncurled.

Finally grasping at the unknown
As I create the perfect salvation
My cosmos becomes impearled.
Cold water wades
Frail memories fade
Soft winds sway
Why won't the pain go away?

Tears fresh and warm
My heart so forlorn
This empty in my soul
Why can't I just be whole?

Lips chapped and dry
Worn by how I cry
These feelings won't subside
Why did some part if me die?

Sleep I wish would last
A trance to forget the past
God can you save me
Why am I haunted by these memories?
 Feb 2013 Kayla Hollatz
George C
Staring at swaying trees
Gazing at invisible leaves
Understanding what everyone conceives
Wondering what and why they believe

Slowly following all the clouds
Birds flying along in crowds
Observing how all align aloud
Step back kneel and bow
 Feb 2013 Kayla Hollatz
Nurse Joy
Siberian morn..
Benumbed by the frigid gusts,
the Winter is here.
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