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Jay Aug 2017
I need words that don't reflect myself.

Words that aren't empty.

Words that make you feel something.
Jay Aug 2017
I want to tear through my own ribs and just ******* scream.
Jay Aug 2017
My passion escaped on the wheeze of your dying lips.
Does anybody have any tips for becoming inspired?
I just haven't been able to write for what feels like a long time.
Jay Aug 2017
Nobody tells you
that things will change so much.
And maybe if they did,
you probably chose not to hear it.
And when you're aging
and the world feels empty
and distant,
you realize what it all means.
You realize that some of your friends
that would be there forever
really won't be.
That maybe you're not who you thought you were.
That maybe you've settled.
That maybe all there is to the world is the daily grind
of twenty-four hours and
the solitude
of an unwaivering schedule.
Jay Aug 2017
Oh wow
You're like a summer breeze
         nonexistent
hot
dry
vivid
    I can't look at you
you burn brighter
I hide inside
to stay cool
cold
buried
Arizona sunrise
Alaskan sunset
Stars dance
painfully distant
too close
  Pools form in your eyes
galaxies
  
I swim in the empty spaces
Jay Jul 2017
Freaked out like I usually do.
Told her I'd be better
apologized for being a **** up

she told me to stop throwing a pity party
she said she's done with that *******
It feels unnatural to not live in melancholy
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