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 Dec 2012 Moe
Anon C
Hate Me
 Dec 2012 Moe
Anon C
I will pretend I am alright
that I am sane
I just lost it
swallowed whole by my darkness
I need you to hate me
all of you
vilify me, justify my own self hatred
 Dec 2012 Moe
Anon C
Test Subject
 Dec 2012 Moe
Anon C
I smell death
Cancerous growths
Test subjects and GMO's
  Pesticides, hormones and unknown disease
Sickened, weak and MSG
Unusual pallor
I smell *death
 Nov 2012 Moe
Anon C
The Truth
 Nov 2012 Moe
Anon C
Beauty colossal is all I have ever seen
others may not have
but they were looking in all the wrong places
to be the one to hold you at night
exhilarated beyond belief
in any way, shape or form
that you may be
for within is where your wealth does truly lie
and I would never forget it
despite the sands of time
I know the truth
you have a beautiful soul
what on Earth could compete with such a force
 Nov 2012 Moe
Ian Vehrmt
I've been floating
for a while.

It's been nice 'till now, (I think),
but they want to steal my smile.

Not that they'd have much to take -
I don't smile all that often -
but I'm happy as it is.

Oh.

I've been sinking
for a while,
have I not?

I'm still having fun, (I think),
even though those faces vile
stole
my most heartfelt and beloved smile.

Not that they had much to take -
I didn't smile all that often, but -
I was happy when I did.

Oh.

I've been at the bottom
for too long,
no doubt.

It's no longer fun, (I know),
since they've taken all I had.
Not that I had much to give -
Can't remember what I lost -
I'm so silly, I've forgotten.
I'm so silly that I smile,
even though I've sunk.

Oh -

I've been floating
for a while.
 Nov 2012 Moe
brooke
Pastiche.
 Nov 2012 Moe
brooke
these bones are my crutches
colour washed, royally trussed
All but these bones, I'm just a

medley of stolen things
(c) Brooke Otto
 Nov 2012 Moe
brooke
Flit.
 Nov 2012 Moe
brooke
Slow motion against dusk
cotton skin, strawberry jaw
steeped in chamomile with
cold water, goosebumps
made of

dew
(c) Brooke Otto
 Nov 2012 Moe
Red
The feelings
 Nov 2012 Moe
Red
It's back.

For a second.
Minute.
Hour.
Day.

Who really ******* knows?

But there it is in my stomach
Knees
Heart
Eyes

Waiting again and again and again.

I don't want you to come back
It will restart.
Again
Again
Again

It hurts too much


Please


Please


Please


Stop.
 Nov 2012 Moe
Ono no Komachi
utatane ni
koFisiki Fito wo
mitesi yori
yume teFu mono Fa
tanomisometeki


As I dozed
The man I love
Appeared, so
It is dreams that
Have begun to comfort me.
 Nov 2012 Moe
Anais Nin
Risk
 Nov 2012 Moe
Anais Nin
And then the day came,
when the risk
to remain tight
in a bud
was more painful
than the risk
it took
to Blossom.
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