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I won’t lie and say it doesn't hurt
It’s been a few years
Life moves on
But some of us won’t or just can’t anymore

If I could
I’d go back in time to keep you safe
But I can’t
I want you alive but it’s impossible

After your death
friendships broke apart
tension rose
I started to fall as well

After your death
secrets came out
the light behind your eyes had fallen and risen

Even so, the cruel reminder is there
If you had lived,
we’d be seeing each other

As time passes,
We experienced many things
And as we grow older,
We will experience more
But you can’t

I miss you
I really do.
If only I had more time.

If only.

If.

Only.
Teenage Experiences
MY people are gray,
  pigeon gray, dawn gray, storm gray.
I call them beautiful,
  and I wonder where they are going.
 Jul 2014 Lani Foronda
LJ Chaplin
This house, it breathes,
Beneath brick and plaster board,
Within the confines of creaking
Floorboards and closed doors,
It exhales the dreams of sleeping
Souls,
It inhales the stars and the clouds,
The distant echoes of car alarms
And the unmistakeable bark
Of a dog that is carried by the wind,
I lay in bed,
Nestled in the sheets,
Head on the pillow,
I feel the earth move beneath me,
I feel the expanse of a brickwork
Ribcage,
I am calm, I am content.
i   wish   i
knew  the
right way
toquityou
but   even
think i n g
about     it
makes my
bonesache
help     me
h   e   l    p
myself  t o
s    t   o   p
lovingyou
this has been in my drafts since august
I painted you wonderlands of sorry
I flew over mountains of pain
And I swam in the coldest part of regret
But none of it
Made you
Forgive
Me
 Jul 2014 Lani Foronda
Tangerine
Often times I feel disconnected to reality,
Like I am there physically
But mentally I am not.
I am fully aware of my surrounding,
I am fully aware of people passing by,
It just feels like a complete blur.
Sometimes, people talk to me,
I listen,
But my mind wanders somewhere else.
tears

  fill my eyes

                       I grab my pen



a fire

  burns in my stomach

                       I grab my pen



tapping

  engulfs my limbs

                       I grab my pen


warmth

  encompasses my entirety

             my lips turned up

                       I grab my sneakers

                                                                              forgetting about my pen
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