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 Jan 17 eileen
efni
see all my bones are broken
underneath my porcelain skin
i am chained to the ceiling of happiness
something i will never reach

hanging at the mercy of my thoughts
at the mercy of the horrors
beating me endlessly endlessly endlessly

see all my bones are pulverised
i am dust beneath my flesh
cut too deep and i may float away in the wind
cut too deep and i may disappear

01.15.24
drunk write
why won't it stop.
 Nov 2021 eileen
S R Mats
Stand near the cotton candy maker;
What a carnival atmosphere!

Sugar permeates the air we breathe;
The taste briefly lingers on the tongue.

Yet, the thing sweetly desired obtained
Becomes a sticky mess.
a metaphor
 Nov 2021 eileen
Sarah Spencer
People always think I use the words
"I love you" too fast,
but what they don't know
is that I've loved you for years.
You just never noticed me.
 Oct 2021 eileen
Andrew
One day
we might
meet again,
you may
not remember me
but I’ll never
forget you.
Until then
when I
need you
I’ll keep you
hidden away
so no one
can touch you
In the back
of my mind
somewhere
where I know
you’ll be
safe and sound
 Oct 2021 eileen
collin
projecting.
 Oct 2021 eileen
collin
i started my car today through denim sleeves.
thwarted all the evil dreams you had of me.
thought it was easy to pull away my seams.
take the thread and weave a web for us to see
of insecurity.
 Oct 2021 eileen
collin
bleeding out over a broken mirror
dissected reflection, here’s my deepest fear.
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