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Luna Jay Mar 2019
I stood and watched
The final sunset
As the world was ending.
Light that once
Would fall is now
Ascending.
And blending its way
Into the crevices
Of my cracking lips.
I’m sinking ships
And burning down
All of my bridges-
Ripping out all of my stitches.
Counting down all of my wishes
That always refused to silence themselves.
It’s slipping away-
The words,
The memories… the smells.
They try to stay
But they melt away.
I’m clawing my way
Back into the descendants of humanity.
Luna Jay Mar 2019
One last time I look around,
As I’m lifting off of the ground.
Saying goodbye to the birds and the bees-
Floating above Ross’ Happy Trees.
I am pleased.
I’m being released.
No more captivity
On the big blue marble.
A balloon cut from its string,
I rise until I hit
Invisible walls.
The sky is the
Only place I have left
To fall.
Luna Jay Mar 2019
No government,
No harsh intent-
Rock hard words
Become intimate.
No authority,
No center of peace-
No hate,
No mistakes,
No ******,
No ****.
No inequalities-
No more mouths to feed…
And it sounds like a joke
When I think of
The world as perfect.
Is it even worth it
If it’s not built to last?
Luna Jay Mar 2019
My sixth sense slips
Through parted lips.
I started swaying my hips
To the melodic motion
Of my words.
Moving to my meaning-
Standing here, silently screaming.
I am gleaming
With tears that run down my cheeks-
Vulnerable to anyone
Doing the dance of my inner freak.
I leak compassion and
Become myself.
Luna Jay Mar 2019
The reason you cannot pass is the same as the last.
You are blocking yourself from moving forward
And dwelling in the past.
A mirror image of your flaws.
Physical science-
That unlawful law.
And your reflection is the one who saw
That you are stuck behind the glass
Of who you make yourself out to be.
But you…
You’re just not who you see yourself as.
And your reflection has known for
Its entire existence.
Luna Jay Mar 2019
As the story came to a close,
I realized I was the villain all along.
After all the galiant heros were gone.
After the curtain had closed off the stage-
After the sun had run away.
I was left alone
For all the hair to grey.
For the sun to fade,
For all of the stars
To burn away.
I was the reason
For the change of the season.
The reason in this
Season of treason.
After all of this time,
I’d been the bad guy.
And they strung me up
And left me here to dry.
Luna Jay Mar 2019
I just need some time away
To remember why I stay.
I dig my grave- a lifeless slave.
Busting away at earth
With my plague
Of words.
Build me up
To shoot me down
In the street with everyone watching.
You cannot **** the idea of peace,
Only the people who march
To its immaculate tune.
Leeching off of teachings
Of those who fought
These same battles
Before us-
In yesterday's’ pages of history.
You cannot ban words
From the herds
In a country that advertises
Freedom of speech.
The summer peach
Is turning grey.
Can you tell me
Why I stay?
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