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  Nov 2017 Kelsey Rhoads
Naash
I watch it die
Strangle itself before jumping off Mount Everest.
I don't weep but smile bitterly
Cry silently
Try effortlessly
to save it,
Revive it,
extinguish the fire
But The ashes simply fall into my skeleton hand.
Rest in peace my poetic beast.
May your soul rest in the immortal deep.
Moments of writers’ block
  Nov 2017 Kelsey Rhoads
Ash
Its you again, yes you
I couldnt stop myself from thinking about you
Its just like drug, so addicting
But slowly the addiction kills me
Its kills my soul
The way it took my soul was so painful
It ripped my chest and I can't stop the bleeding.
In the end, no matter how hard I try to forget you
It was always you who heal myself
I dont even know how it heals me back
But I feel like the black and white as we recall in our dream
Has color again.

I feel like whenever im so tired because of my sleepless night thinking about you
Has courage again to wake up and be energetic for the whole day.

Yes its you and It will always you
Who can heal my naked soul
That is craving for you.
  Nov 2017 Kelsey Rhoads
JMB
I don't want to die.
Okay, let me rephrase that.
I mean I don't want a typical death.
I want it to be unforgettable.
I don't want to die any of the ways
That have already been used.
Car accidents.
Burning.
Health problems.
******.
Suicide.
OD
And much more.
You see, all these ways of death
include something else:
Statistics.
I don't want to be a statistic when I die.
I don't want the only remaining part of me
To be just a single number
Buried under millions more.
But I don't have a say in the matter,
Do I?
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JMB
  Nov 2017 Kelsey Rhoads
Ashly Kocher
We all have SCARS
Whether
         Physical
              or
          Mental
The difference is
If you chose to
Embrace them
Or hide them from the world
The young soldier was crying
And his comrade lay dying
In the trenches he bled
In these trenches he is dead

Will the big guns ever cease ?
Can both sides ever find peace ?
As bullets continue to fill the sky
How many men will still die ?

No matter who everyone blames
Generals continue with their war games
They are unwilling to stop
Sending brave men over the top





copyright Chris Smith 2008
  Oct 2017 Kelsey Rhoads
Manon Reynolds
Her eyes were as green as the grass she ran across
as she stepped out of the car and began to sprint up to me
her gait was full of hope,
her smile showed every emotion she'd ever felt
all the pain
all the fear
all the coming to Jesus with a prayer.
But as she saw me standing all alone
and the look on my face telling all,
she new that something was terribly wrong.

I told her the news as best as I could
just trying to keep my own composure
When I was done, I managed to ask if she needed to hang around a while
She just whispered "..no.."
She went back to the car and stepped inside
I never saw her wipe a tear
I was half tempted to tell her flat out that she was coming back home with me
but she said "I need to be alone"

That night i went home and went to sleep
a dream awaited me
It was her in a gorgeous white dress,
her pupils had gone dove white.
she said
"Tell momma and daddy i love them,
they're still trying to save me.
Its hopeless, they just can't see.
All the pills they forced down my throat never did help me,
only the love of the one thats now gone."

"Be a good boy, Play "Beautiful Things" at the funeral.
don't let 'em mourn me too long.
They have better things to do than think of me."
I woke up with a start and got the call from the hospital
Her parents said they needed to see me.
When I got there all i did was say good-bye
and wipe the tears from her mother's eyes.

Story goes that she drove over to the town two hundred miles away
No one knew her beautiful face and the hurt it possessed
Its said that she drank more than she had in her whole life
and grabbed the keys before the bartender could ask if she needed a ride
Cops found the car crashed straight into a tree
they said it must have been going 90.
I guess thats what happens when the girl falls in love with the Marine.
  Oct 2017 Kelsey Rhoads
KrystalTears
So straight you stand,
Your bold chest out,
Same posit from hand to hand,
Sir yes sir, they shout.

The badges of many shine,
The visor tilted down,
They move in cut time,
and he wears the crown.

Not a single flaw,
In this entire act.
A glimpse of your smile I saw,
Then you turned your back.

The pride in your eyes,
and the bravery in your fists,
You set your sights to the skies,
and your priorities persist.

Forever by all means,
You'll always be my Marine.
<3
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