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 Dec 2013 Maxx G
Kopter Zero
In my dream, there was a tall tree.

It reached into the clouds,
Taller and wider than I could see.
I climbed it branch by branch,
Till I could see nothing around me but branches and leaves.
I leapt, and bounced, and dangled, and swung.

I lived in the tree.
 Dec 2013 Maxx G
Dada Olowo Eyo
You say one,
I hear another,
You are my lover,
And then you are gone.
 Dec 2013 Maxx G
Morgyn Harris
My heart still belongs with you
And my mind says this can't be true
Together til the end we said
Forever you were supposed to be my friend
For 2 years I thought the system did us wrong
For 2 years way to long
My brother, my friend, my hero and my protection
In a broken home you were my perfection
You saved me from myself, the demon I am within
But only to destroy me, I guess I didn't win
Forgotten and abandoned, you own my ability to trust
Long nights full of tears and regret of lust
I want to run to you and still I almost do
I need you more than you think, if you only knew
I know you think it's best for me
But I'm crying on the floor, can't you see?
I'm missing my knives more and more, but I know I've come to far
All alone here I am I'm staring at my scars
I need to feel my blades again
Because in the end they were my only friend
 Dec 2013 Maxx G
Jesus Monsalve
As I read the words you
adventures of your past
my conclusions came fast
a burning sentiment
spread all over my body
wetting eyes and mind

Avoiding would not
you were them once

You are mine now
adoring you immensely.
 Dec 2013 Maxx G
Joshua Coffey
Twisted, Slow
his brain works
fumbling with the puzzle
he can never quite solve

His mind bends like the river rapids
winding, grinding, snap!
like a child on the on/off switch
his mind flips thoughts.

Trying to escape the psychosis
all the delusions and false conclusions
that badger his rationality

Whatever is left of that chicken soup brain
wanders around his jumbled thoughts
like a man lost in the amazon

Stimulation sends him spinning
gives him thoughts that frighten,
and tighten the grip on his mind

of love, devoid,
Paranoid
Schizophrenic.
 Dec 2013 Maxx G
Joshua Coffey
For the woman
Standing in the rain
The cold, and the darkness:

Come in.

Let your bags at the door
Strip off the shoes
You have used to tread the graveled road.

The rain still slips down your face
like tears,
I sense a tremble in your voice
like fears,
Not yet expressed.

You stand at the mirror
And see yourself strangely
You see the dirt
Speckled on your socks
Yet, I see the beauty
Speckled on your cheeks

Your glasses, I see
Broken, cracked and bent
Let me hold them,
Mend them
And give you perspective

Your heart, I feel
Broken, tired and spent
Let me stir it
And open it once more
To the love that stands knocking

For the woman
Standing in the rain
Come in, and rest
This is your safe haven.
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