Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
 Dec 2015 Lia
NV
banged disaster
 Dec 2015 Lia
NV
I SLAMMED THE DOOR SO HARD, THAT IT COULD HAVE FALLEN OFF IT'S HINGES,
THE SAME WAY I COLLAPSE TO MY KNEES SOMETIMES.
I SLAMMED IT WITH THE KIND OF FORCE THAT IT  TAKES ME TO LOVE, AND GOD KNOWS I LOVE WITH THE POWER OF EARTHQUAKES AND TORNADOS COMBINED.
 Dec 2015 Lia
Rj
Mr B
 Dec 2015 Lia
Rj
"The truth is, that giddy butterfly in-love feeling? It goes away. And all that's left is friendship. You have to ask, is my lover my best friend, because in the end that's all that's left"
A quote by one of the counsellors when talking to me about love. He's read so many psychological studies, and he says even from his own experience, being in love isn't just about the butterflies because that's temporary. It's about the compatibility. Will your lover end up being your best friend, or a temporary feeling? I thought it was really cool.
 Dec 2015 Lia
Mark The Vagabond
Walls closing in as if their implementing tactics
Monkeys throwing wrenches which are typically sporadic  
Pulling each one out of my sloppy built machine
Thinking of my brothers
Misfortunes they have seen

But i am here
*******
Jealous
Annoyed

Somewhere a clip had jammed
Someplace stomachs devoid
Someone lost their fam
Some kids never had toys

My sisters all complaining
Ma..
you make chicken all the time
1st world problems
Will rob your senses blind
 Dec 2015 Lia
Mark The Vagabond
Sit and watch the breeze pass
poison for recreation
Blame the feds after long awaited debilitation
Sit and watch the breeze pass
poison for education
Blame the feds after long endured deprivation
Sit and watch the breeze pass
weaker state of mind
Understanding nothing ever at this point and time
Sit and watch the breeze pass
surprised your still alive
Eating what the fed has to offer to the blind
Sit and watch the breeze pass
Laughing at your kin
Knowing nothing new..
a bush under your chin..
 Dec 2015 Lia
Rj
Bedsheets
 Dec 2015 Lia
Rj
My bedsheets are soaked in memories and emotions
A stain of blood there, some drips of tears there,
A warm imprint of people who once held each other there
I put them in the wash, but they don't seem to come out
Next page