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 Feb 2015 marïama
Chance
Admiration
 Feb 2015 marïama
Chance
The truth is i get infatuated with any girl who puts up with my ****
From walking straight to bounding
From beating straight to pounding
I make myself sick
My mind is a revolving door that will never stick
- CRM
I am afraid,
in a way I haven't been before.

I am afraid
of the way people fall out of the sky,

I am afraid
of the way people disappear into the sea

without saying goodbye;
Suddenly the loss
feels like a snake

slithering from across the room;
venom in his blood
and names on his tongue.

I am afraid
of the way people find themselves
at the bottom of the barrel.

And I
am scraping
at the end of it.
RIP Mr. Robin Williams.
 (July 21, 1951 – August 11, 2014) 

The first loss I have known.
 Jan 2015 marïama
Zoe Sanders
It's funny.
How your bed can be your best friend or your worst enemy
How it contains your worst nightmares and most splendid dreams
And how awful it is.
That people don't know how you feel
when you wake up and you still think the demons are real

Morning after morning I'm in fear when I wake
Trying to calm down fearing what it will take
and when I look back on what i did while I slept
I shake.

Because I cannot trust myself
While I am asleep.
 Dec 2014 marïama
Tychicus Paulk
like many drugs, I've been abused, I've been broken, down and used, strong as a castle wall, until you came to watch me fall, haunted by our mistakes, every wrong move we make, just strike a match, let bridges burn, and walk away from lessons learned,
 Dec 2014 marïama
Liz And Lilacs
I love to watch my skin part.
The way it gives,
Like paper.
The ink oozes out,
This deep red color,
Like the mistakes I've made.
Write a novel in my skin,
For we are walking stories
And it only makes sense
To write it down.
Sorry, urges and such. Don't get triggered. I'm sorry.
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