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It's funny.
How your bed can be your best friend or your worst enemy
How it contains your worst nightmares and most splendid dreams
And how awful it is.
That people don't know how you feel
when you wake up and you still think the demons are real

Morning after morning I'm in fear when I wake
Trying to calm down fearing what it will take
and when I look back on what i did while I slept
I shake.

Because I cannot trust myself
While I am asleep.
don't fall in love with the ones who will touch you and make you feel like you're floating,
because soon enough they'll push you to the ground, leaving you to question everything, with nothing but the bruises and scars on your body left over from their touch. don't fall in love with the ones who only crave intimacy. they won't want you how you want them, they are only driven by sweet words and an even sweeter kiss while you crave something much more.
 Jan 2015 Natalie Thompson
Steele
My life's going to bits, but you people make me smile.
That's all that really matters, when I think about it.
Also, I'm a bit of a bibliophile,
and I don't want inactivity to make my poetry sh*t.

I think I'll stay a while.
Hey guys. So, disregard my past goodbye. I found a way to restrict traffic for the people I don't want on my page
(Thank you, Computer Science degree.)
Let the poetry continue! :D
 Jan 2015 Natalie Thompson
ARI
If I took your hand
And wrapped your arm around my waist,
Would you pull me close
Or push me away?

If I smiled at you
And asked for one dance,
Would you leave me alone
Or give me a chance?

-ARI
 Jan 2015 Natalie Thompson
M
Nuclear
 Jan 2015 Natalie Thompson
M
It's coming.
"It'll be okay."
Everything is going to disappear.
                    I look upwards and mentally start the countdown
                                                       10...9...8...
"Don't look at it. Look at me. You look at me."
Everything is going to end.
                                            I feel it getting closer
                                                        7...6...5...
"We'll be alright, I promise."
I'm still scared.*
                                                  It's almost near
                                                        4...3...2...
"Don't be."
                     We are crying as I leave him to get on my flight
                                                             1
               Like a nuclear bomb, the 8 am left devastation in its wake
                                           and we are torn apart.
 Jan 2015 Natalie Thompson
Linger
Silence
This idleness is driving me insane
My life is in the hands of the pilots
As I wait in this plane

I'm weighed down by a fog like haze
As I drift through this cloud
My thoughts are trapped in a maze
And there's no way out

Suddenly I feel a strange sensation
I awake from the dreamlike state
My body is impatient
I can't stand to wait

There's something grabbing at my heart
Attracting me like a magnet
I want to jump into the dark
To satisfy the need for attachment

My soul leaves my body
I'm soaring through the sky
The raindrops wave to me
As I pass them by

I'm drawn to the feeling
Like a moth to a flame
My thirst for oneness is unyielding
As I take my aim

I see the peaks of mountains
And the raw power of rivers
I visit city fountains
But as I travel through the forest my soul quivers

You're there among the trees
The tugging on my being is stronger than ever
I come to you like a cool breeze
My soul meets your heart, we are finally together

I realize what love is
And I feel complete
But than everything changes
And I'm back in my seat
They say distance makes the heart grow fonder and since we're so far apart it's no wonder why I love you so much
 Jan 2015 Natalie Thompson
Emily
in a constant state of melancholy
i miss you constantly
suffocating from
the lack of the one i love  
conditioned to want you
conditioned to need you
experiencing a painful withdrawal
just take me back
 Jan 2015 Natalie Thompson
Emily
we are apart for the moment
but now that i've had a taste
my taste buds are shot
i have a taste for nothing else
the fact that you're not around
is brutally killing me
i love you so much
i can barely breathe
i'm lonely without you
i'm worried about everything
you're the only person that can calm me
you're the only one with the power to make me feel better
i wish so desperately to look at you again
to feel my arms around you
to kiss your lips softly
to hold your hand
to hear your laugh
to watch you eat
i want to wake up next to you again
the days we shared together
keep replaying in my head
i'm living for the days we had
and waiting for the days we will share again
you're my everything
no matter what the distance
i will always love you
It may seem somewhat morbid,
But I promise I don't lie,
When I say I find it interesting
To ask, "What if I died?"

I wonder what an impact
I'd make if I did bound.
Would I change the lives
Of those I keep around?

I wonder what a mess
I'd make if I did bleed.
Every act has recompense.
Whose tortures would I feed?

I wonder whose breath
I'd steal if I did hang.
Who would be left without words
To dull the sudden pain?

I wonder all these things,
And it makes me smile.
If I passed, they would care.
Perhaps I'll stay a while.
I'm not suicidal. I just find it somehow therapeutic to remember that people would care if I were. It's my strange way of reminding myself I matter. Everyone does.

©Sam Ciel
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