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 Oct 2014 Miranda Renea
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you. lied.
with twists of confession
mixed a facade of protection
made it taste like honey
but no-- its not as sweet

its. bitter.
every hope and dream and life together
left alone, lost, to wither
a cold voice mocks me--
it haunts me

this is NOT my defeat
it may be my downfall
but its not my end
in short, you lied
but really, you were never my friend
I wrote your name in the sand the water washed it away
I wrote you name in the sky the wind blew it away
I wrote your name in my heart it stayed there forever
A plant begins to sprout
From a dead tree
So too,
I am sure, I was dead 
Before my birth
Death is not one to fear 
It is not new to me
I know, any day
I would be summoned 
For assignment of new life
By the super soul that be
I can't carry the title
or rubble of the past, 
bitter or better,
For I should cope up
With aliens and allies next.
 Oct 2014 Miranda Renea
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It is
 Oct 2014 Miranda Renea
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4:54am
and the clock is ticking ridiculously loud
almost like it's deliberate
And the skies are somehow getting brighter
but the grey is unchanging
Through the window the buzz is getting louder
and I'm not sure what to do
The wind is shaking that old tree dangerously close to the house
but I'm not that scared for if it comes through
morning thoughts
Dreams are like stars
You may never touch them
But if you follow them
They will lead you to your destiny
Silence is the most powerful scream
I have decided
to make a home
in my own body.
I no longer
rent hearts
for comfort.
— Michelle K.
It’s September
And I miss him
Like my brain misses oxygen

It’s September
And I’m waiting for him
Like layers wait for the cold bite
Of December

It’s September
And I wish he was here
Because I have long stretches of time
And there’s nothing that I want more
Than time with him

It’s September
And I find myself
Wishing for February
So that he can
Be mine
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