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oakley May 2016
hold onto it.
she used to look at me that way.









and losing her...
i wouldn't wish that on anyone,
certainly not you.
oakley May 2016
is my real problem how much i need your adoration, or how hard pressed i am to find it these days?
oakley May 2016
a sponge can only hold so much water
a canvas can only hold so much paint
your eyes can only hold so much sorrow
before it starts to spill and make a mess
oakley Apr 2016
far to close for comfort,
but it feels so right.
heart beating like a hummingbirds wings,
but i feel so calm.
both eyes open,
and i can't see you clearly.
but you look nicer like this,
all you sharp edges
soft to my blurred vision.
lines are wavering,
colors swirling together,
but never has anything seemed so clear.
written eons ago about someone who refuses to be forgotten
oakley Apr 2016
i don't get it.
you care when i cry,
but never when i bleed.
oakley Apr 2016
the night sky is more red than blue
pale hands are more blue than red
it's the air's turn to bleed
and skin's turn to freeze
oakley Apr 2016
weak
that's all you are
red pens
tally marks
tattoos
shouldn't be triggering.
is that just an
excuse?
shut down,
break down,
melt down,
because you're
easily triggered.
who's really to blame here?
you can't dismiss
your problems,
or blame everyday objects
for your
fragility.
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