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Anna Elguera May 2014
All my days seem to blend together
like one big string of ”I’ll get to it tomorrow”
and i know
the future, my future, is knocking
constantly reminded that deadlines exist
and I should probably fill out that application soon
still unsure when I’ll join the slaves
and unwilling to give an answer other than “I’m still thinking about it”
but the future
my future
isn't very patient
he’ll rip the hinges from my door.
I’m running out of tomorrows,
still not done with today.
Anna Elguera May 2014
there are more stars in the sky
than grains of sand on every beach residing on this microscopic planet
All I've ever known or experienced
is nothing
In comparison to the timeless presence of the universe
That fact scares me, sometimes.
But also liberates me
from the social-shackles of significance
Free to enjoy my meaningless millisecond existence
(**** the system)
Anna Elguera May 2014
Shuffling from public establishment to public establishment
Hurried grunts of acknowledgment
to the other zombies around you
Eyes aimed anywhere but theirs

Afraid of the 'others'

made of the same parts
part of the same whole

Afraid of yourself.
Anna Elguera May 2014
Moral inconsistency
fuels the minds of the masses
What is right for you
I should never even consider
and what is acceptable for the eyes
you wouldn't dare reciprocate with your hands
Stroking your pet dog while biting into a cheeseburger
Preaching "no ****"
when you know **** well
lesbian **** is bookmarked on your browser
Double standards are in place everywhere we go
Pointing fingers at others
when in reality they should be aimed
directly at a mirror
Anna Elguera May 2014
I fell for your hands,
but they didn't know me
and you never really did.
We weren't ever friends
and man, I swear that that's okay
cause I only wanted to touch you
To feel the warm skin
that covered those insecure bones
To force shivers up your spine
To help you understand
that every inch of you was important
and that my fingers wouldn't overlook a spot
but you questioned my shifty hands
matching them with shifty eyes
So now you won't find me makin' room
on your ******* mattress in the morning
Or drawing solar systems
on the back of your neck
with my shaky finger tips
Anna Elguera May 2014
I'm not one to stay up late
overthink and contemplate
I cut that **** out, long ago.
'cause my mind was a roofless prison cell
I thought I couldn't escape
and I spent all my time
too damaged, too fragile
eyes well acquainted with the floor
without hope for an exit
because you can not find what you aren't searching for
And maybe it was just luck
that my tears began to reflect the stars

......
(edit- 10/6/14 )
but I'm **** happy they did.
I'm **** happy now.
I look up.
Anna Elguera May 2014
You cut me deeper
every time you ****** away
kept so hidden
I couldn't bear to stay
and months have gone by
but my scars haven't healed
Why couldn't you verbalize
what your eyes said loud and clear?
dont date girls in the closet
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