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 Nov 2015 Michael Loggins
Lucid
You are in the rain,
spilling blood
for parched fingertips;
anemic, wilted petals.

The spirit of you is encased
in the animating nothingness,
in the hallowed cry of aeons,
breathing the thunder out.

I am captive to the magic,
Enamoured and terrified---
nourished and destroyed
by your flashes of light.
Words they seem to cut the soul, in rigid angry stages. Always wondering if it'll fade, along the body that still ages.

I see the scars marking me, burned into skin with hate. Never able to escape that frame, when to little was too late.

You can see it in my reflection now, I'm worn away with time. Lost in translation is stolen youth, a perception that once left me blind.

Men look at me and think they know, because the scars I have to bare. Intimacy so hard to find, because my self worth was never there.

Twisted images in faded memories, when I once was pure perfection. Now I see a distorted me, when I gaze at my own reflection.
I had this dream last night,
Or maybe it was a nightmare,
I don't know anymore.

It was cold, my teeth clicked, my body trembled.
I was in a forest I think, it was dark, I was in the middle of nowhere.
I raised my head towards the sky, it was black, i could only see a few stars.
I moved forward, without knowing where i was going but my body warmed little by little.
My hands were not cold anymore and I felt the sweetness of the sun on my face.
Then I saw him.

He was there,
Flawless like always.
Standing feet in the sand in front of the ocean.
He looked my way and my name went out of his mouth,
He called me,
His voice was sweet like vanilla is.

I moved forward to him without any hesitation.
He took my hand,
Leading us towards the water.
Little by little my body was submerged in this cold liquid.
The sun had disappeared,
the sky was filled with black and dense cloud.
He took a big inspiration and dived into the depths of this ocean.

He had disappeared.
As the sun and the heat.
Leaving me alone in this cold water in the middle of nowhere.
O.P
 Nov 2015 Michael Loggins
LoveLy
You've  never felt more self pity
and embarrassment in school until
You've walked down the halls
Eyes brimmed with tears you
fight to hold in all day and the
Inability to tell anyone what's
going on because you know what
Has made you feel this way but
It all is just too much and putting
It in word would force the breath
Out of your lungs and the water out
of your eyes.
I'm just so tired...sick of a lot
So white, so pure,so cold.
Im beginning to feel old.
The year goes bye, is what I been told.
Every year the same old snow.
Flying from the skies, in those little pieces.
Cold as a winter morning, it falls down on your hands, your head, your nose.
Snow.
It will come snow every year as I have been told.
I wonder if the snow is going to come even if Im old...
I breathe words
         into the
    Atmosphere

       I inhale rhymes
               With solitude
          And prejudice

           I instinctually
                  Write every emotion
             With no cares

     And *no worries
Sorry...  It's just who I am...
Let him break you
A thousand pieces of your love
Shattered on the earth
Beneath his feet

Let him hurt you
A million knives from his eyes
Thrown into your chest
On the bed you once made love

Let go of him
Your love was made
For greater things
And you deserve the universe
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