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ej Apr 2016
Self obsessed roamers wandering
Without a path in mind within
The bounds of a world they think
They can see

They think they know

What love is and what it means
To get lost and that neither of these
Things are evil but are in fact the
Two remaining wonders of this world

I know exactly what peace is and I
Hate myself for filling my head with
Meaningless feelings and material desire
And I will do anything to get lost in the
Woods again for if you know your mind
Then you are never truly lost
modernised
ej Apr 2016
You are not my friend

Until we sing at the sky and
Your fingers run my back like
A racetrack

Until we speak like family
And the world bends to give us
Space

Until our lips touch and
Sound exits like in a vacuum and
My heart stops and starts again

You are not my friend but
I can dare you yet to overcome
That fear of yours and hold time
In your hands like you've held so many others

Like God above,
You are not my friend
fears & silence
ej Apr 2016
I'm nothing next to this mountain
And I've begun running
Lest it tear me apart
ej Apr 2016
Briefly caught in the crossfire,
Cut in half by speeding bottles,
Torn apart by the words of drunk monsters,
I've weathered a lot

Nothing will come close to this
Confusion, this terror wrecking my
Fragile bones, a heart that cannot
Comprehend the horrors you've wrought
And I know that you are just as fearful

You said it to my face and it took me
Months to catch on and now it's worse
Than ever - quickly made worse than it ever was
despair
ej Apr 2016
I feel older and in control,
Or I should be

But instead I feel young and
Terrified

I don't know what I'm supposed
To be but I know that lingering on
Tear-wrecked faces isn't helping
Anyone here
boys
ej Apr 2016
You could achieve your dream of
Soaring over the clouds if perhaps
You cut those chains around your
Ankles and left the Earth for what it is

Worldly; we fall for angels who end up
Being much more foul but in the end
We find they were angels anyway,
Unknowing

This mess of red string is around my wrists now
And I want to burn it to the ground but I
Know that honor is yours -
Free me please so I won't have to dwell on
Memories I don't understand
ej Apr 2016
It hit hard like a punch to the gut,
People writhed all around me,
Staring at the sky and the ground
And anything but
Him

Seated beside me, eyes empty
As his life was recited for the world
To hear; it was like the Earth opened
Up and swallowed us whole

The courage you weathered is
Unimaginable; you're not a
Healer but a judge
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