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 Apr 2017 M Harris
ab
we've already explored
every last inch
of the mall in town.

the one that isn't ******,
at least.

we've driven to every last store
and into the city
and into the middle of nowhere,
windows down,
radio blaring,
daylight escaping.

the grey stones,
the angels on columns
marking the presence of a child
or the presence of
a
scream
grow in size before me

you brought me here
to explore
the grounds

but really all i want
is a cigarette
and a glass bottle
of pepsi

but i don't smoke

so what is the point?

unease suffocates me
like a wire
about my neck

i don't even think
my blood
is blood
anymore.

scraped palms
and ****** knees
seep venom
and
lemon juice
and
peppermint

ice cubes
and
candy striped
lipstick
do
not
compel
me.

if i curl up
next to this
slab of marble,
and just sleep,
will
i
feel
like
i
am
home?

but i do not.

it is almost
the time
the gates
close.

so
we
leave,

flower
petals
and
oranges
trailing
be­hind
us.
~you are beauty, you are grace
 Apr 2017 M Harris
Breanna
The waves
 Apr 2017 M Harris
Breanna
The darkness comes in waves
Like the ocean late at night
Each wave with a crash
Even though it's out of sight
The sound of a gentle beating
Of the water on the shore
Always leaves me wandering
Always wanting more
More than just the darkness
And the crashing sounds of waves
More than to just keep counting
The minutes in a day
When do the waves stop coming
When do they disappear
Do they ever go away
That's a stupid question
I know They are here to stay
Drowning in the ocean
Below the sand and waves
Maybe we will find each other
On a brighter day
Until then I lay my head
and close my sleepy eyes
Tomorrow I might not see
But that is no surprise
On a downhill ***** with no right way
The only choice is down
Speeding faster and faster the words they won't come out
Screaming for help but there's no one around
To hear my empty scream
I wake up to tell myself it's all just a bad dream
But it's not a dream
Not anymore
The waves have grabbed my leg
Pulling me in slowly I'm trying not to beg
I fought and fought but I'm tired now
It is time that I let go
Let the breaking waves drag me out
There is nowhere else to go
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