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 May 2015 Nikita
Henry
Screams and wails split the air
Hollow faces, matted hair
The dying human race is at its knees

Hunched forms smothered among the fumes
That gathered over many moons
Spread by those who simply couldn’t care

But there is a sheltered place I know
Formed by someone long ago
Where a shaft of sunlight filters through the dust

Through the throttling smog it soaks
The drug on which our planet chokes
And comes to rest upon the earth

And underneath this ray of hope
Upward to the light it gropes
A crack in the concrete bears a flash of green

A lonely seedling makes its stand
Against the twisted ways of man
And unknown and alone it climbs the beam

The miracle of photosynthesis
A silent struggle, pant and hiss
Flowers and seeds rain from wooden limbs



And the trees tower above the fumes
That gathered over many moons
Free at last, they reach to kiss the sky
We are made to fall and get back up
Only to go back to the one who knocked us down
 May 2015 Nikita
Violet Blue
...
 May 2015 Nikita
Violet Blue
...
The way that one
Piece of hair
Falls on your forehead
When you don't have enough wax
In your hair
The way you straighten it
Everyday
Because you hate the curls
That I like
The way you get cold so easy
So you sit a little closer to me
Feel my warmth
Put your hand on my knee
Or on my arm
Your icy fingertips
Burning my skin
How you always hold
Onto my hand
Longer than you should
When you shake my hand
Or hi five me
And bend your fingers over
To hold my hand in yours
The way your eyes light up
When you laugh
Or smile at me
As I wake up
From sleeping in class
The way we both are drawn
To a stray cat
Walking down the pathway home
The way you grab my arm
Or put your hand on my knee
And ask if I'm okay
When I'm on the verge of tears
And tell me it's all going to be fine
When I get scared
And you put your arm around me
And run with me in your arms
Away from what we fear
The way you pull me off the road
So I don't get hit
The way your hand is pressed
Firmly on my back
Getting me away
From any bad situation
The way you care for me
My safety
My health
My feelings
Way more than I do myself
I don't really understand why
But oh how I'm grateful
You were that person
I always prayed for
That God would send me
Someone I could count on
Someone to protect me
Care for me
Understand me and my ways
And make me happy again
In every eyes we see
It has a different and unique personalities
Even though you liked it or not
The thing is, it is not your eyes

No but's.
just eyes :D
 May 2015 Nikita
JD
Hidden
 May 2015 Nikita
JD
Smile and keep nodding
For the mask behind the scene
Fits oh so perfect.
Haiku
As a little kid, I was afraid of the monsters that were under my bed
Now they've come from under my bed, and into my head
Burying themselves, deep inside My thoughts
Buried so deep that they'll never be caught
My mind has changed, in a way that no one understands
I'm trying to pull my heart out with my hand
Because it aches and it burns me, they want it out
All they want I'd for me to rip it out.
This is a small poem about how sometimes the monsters under our beds, come out, only to climb inside our heads when we're sleeping.
 May 2015 Nikita
Violet Blue
Thinking back
Back to those dark days
Where I didn't think
I'd ever live to be 30
To get married
To even get a boyfriend
Thinking back to the day
I would harm myself
To ease the pain
Just for a little while
To the days I'd cry and cry
In the shower
So it wasn't obvious
To the days
I didn't think there was a way out
Of this dark hole
Called depression
But now
I've still gotten bullied
I'm 16
And still going strong
I have the most amazing best friend
I could ever ask for
This guy that was merely a stranger
I knew of him for five years
And we never spoke
But now he protects me
Keeps me safe
Makes sure I'm okay
Won't let me sleep
If I'm upset
Won't let me sleep til
He's made sure everything's okay
And he's bid me goodnight
My best friend stands up for me
Like no one ever has
She doesn't just stand beside me
And watch me get torn down
She speaks up
For what she believes in
The most opinionated annoying person
Who has a lot to say
But somehow she never gets old
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