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 Jan 2014 Matt Bay Lea
Lyteweaver
No click in my heels
No swagger in my step
No light in my eye
No life in my breath

Empty as empty
A hole filled with nothing
So much nothing
Has got to be something

No wine in my glass
No smoke in my bowl
No needle in my vein
No pills to swallow

Empty as empty
A hole filled with nothing
So much nothing
Has got to be something

No story on the screen
No music in the speakers
No freshness in my sheets
No blinking from my blinker

Empty as empty
A hole filled with nothing
So much nothing
Has got to be something

No words on the page
No mess on the floor
No meal in the oven
No muse......no ******

Empty as empty
A hole filled with nothing
So much nothing
Has got to be something

No truth in my smile
No silver lining on the cloud
No joy in my spirit
No peace for my brow

Empty as empty
A hole filled with nothing
So much nothing
Has got to be something

Yet the emptier I get
The deeper I feel
A large open space
Truth is revealed

Empty as empty
A hole filled with nothing
So much nothing
Has got to be something
I never got to hold you,
to sooth you when you cried,
I never got to pick your name,
or even realize.
10 tiny fingers and 10 tiny toes,
very few people even know,
How heaven gained a little angel,
whose wings were just to small,
to hold you here on earth,
with your dad and I.
my love for you will never falter.
everyday it grows stronger.
say hello to grandma,
she'll sing you lullabies,
she hold you tight with all her might
until its my time.
When the clouds stop raining and the sun meets the moon
When the trees and the flowers no longer bloom
When the sky falls to earth and the stars burn the ground
You won't have to worry, 'cause I'll be around
I must've wrote this for my future love :)
 Jan 2014 Matt Bay Lea
jess
Those brown eyes
hides the deepest secrets
and the fear for the future

Those brown eyes
hides the sadness
the painful memories
that no one would ever see

Those brown eyes
are by no doubt
the most beautiful eyes
I've ever seen

Those brown eyes
are what made me
fall in love
 Jan 2014 Matt Bay Lea
Jeni Smith
I'm just a collector of lonely hearts.
I'll use you as a pawn in my lifelong work of art
I gave you a chance to run, warned you of the consequence,
but you took the chance, discarded every form of defense.

The scores came up in favor of me. Now you're broken, I just left you there to bleed.
It hurts to watch you suffer on my behalf.
My apology will be on my epitaph.


Know I would try my best to fix you if I could.
But when they programmed my heart they were misunderstood.
My sense of direction leads my head to my hands
As I constantly jump in hopes I don't land.

So excuse my heart for not beating right.
Excuse my eyes for not seeing your light.  
Forgive my senses when they lead me astray
But here in your arms, I can never stay.
 Jan 2014 Matt Bay Lea
Leigha
I am me,
Trying to survive in this thunderous sea.

I am me,
Writing for the world to see.

I am me,
Who else would I be?

I am the affect,
The effect.

I am me,
Rather awed.

I am me,
Often odd.

I am me,
Pea of the pod.

I am me,
I am I.
 Jan 2014 Matt Bay Lea
Oli Nejad
I was born on a belt
In the factory of man,
Rolled into a home,
Labeled and stamped.

My life was made honest
By ink on a page,
And my future controlled
By a system of wage.

My whole life thus far,
Two decades of lame,
Incompetent bureaucratic,
Institutional reign

Has seen us shuffled down
The educational lane,
Made unified products;
For unified gain.
I rage
I roar
I pull at the restraints like
a mad man who only wants blood
I rage
I roar
They have you!
Locked away to where I can’t see you
They taunt me
They tease me
They look at me as if
I have turned into a savage dog
I rage
I roar
I scream at the top of my lungs your name,
but it only falls on the deaf ears of my tormenters
They are foolish
They don’t check the restraints
They don’t know that the chains
that keep me from you, are about to break
I rage
I roar
They hold a photo of you in front of my face
They ask me with a laugh, “Do you like our handy work?
They have painted your body black and blue
Your eyes…your eyes are swollen shut
I fall to my knees and grow numb
They roar with laughter thinking they have defeated me
Their laughter shakes me to the core,
where it blossoms into a magnificent fire
I rage
I roar
I shake uncontrollably
as I calmly stand with my eyes closed
They have grown silent
The shaking slows and stops
The fire inside of me explodes into an inferno
My eyes snap open and I look them in the eye
I rage
I roar
I pounce at them like a savage dog
tearing them to pieces
I rage
I roar
I run down the hall searching every room for you
It’s the last door I come to where I find you huddled in a dark corner
I fall to my knees with tears of joy leaking from my eyes
I hold you like a newborn baby
Letting you rest your head on my shoulder
You are strong
You are brave
We stand together hand in hand
Leaving this hellish place
No more raging
No more roaring
I've decided I'm worth nothing.
That all my cries have only caused others pain.
I've decided... that instead of holding my head so high that it makes my back ache
I'll do everything for others
and swallow all this pain.
Stop crying.
You don't deserve self pity.

— The End —