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 May 2014 Wolf Irwin
EP Mason
Do I look okay in this bag of skin?
Does it make my stomach look fat, or my hips too thin?
Do I burn your eyes in my porcelain dress?
Should I trade it for one that you less detest?
I shan't ask again if I look okay
I couldn't undress myself anyway
© Erin Mason 2014
 May 2014 Wolf Irwin
aar505n
Lantern
 May 2014 Wolf Irwin
aar505n
A lantern can only go so high before it must come down.
A smile can only last so long until it becomes a frown.

Happiness eventually turns to sadness.
But the opposite is true too.

A frown can only last so long till it becomes a smile.
A lantern can be reignited.
and it's only a matter of time until you see that lantern floating high in the sky.
 May 2014 Wolf Irwin
Meenu Syriac
......And she wrote in a frenzy
Breathless and thirsty.
Words to feed her mind
Stories to feed her soul.
And she kept writing, incessantly,
As if it was akin to breathing.......
 May 2014 Wolf Irwin
aurora
Instead of letting him go
I think I'll let myself go
 May 2014 Wolf Irwin
Lexie
I could write many words that you would never read
Empty rant words and deep flesh wounds
I could tell you stories to make you laugh or cry
But it doesn't matter cause its all a lie
I could make you feel sorry for the girl behind the screen
But it doesn't count cause there is something inbetween
I used a crow bar to pry the hearts I mended
And I counted stitches sewn by the witches
I vainly pursued more than one empty shell
But it wasn't worth it oh the stories I will tell
 May 2014 Wolf Irwin
Lunar
monster
 May 2014 Wolf Irwin
Lunar
monster*
is what i call myself
when i'm alone
when it's dark and late
when the thoughts attack me
when my hands pull at my hair
when my tears threaten to fall
as i scream out and curse your name
ever since my angel left
i have never been the same
 May 2014 Wolf Irwin
i
here
 May 2014 Wolf Irwin
i
and it's five am,
and i should be getting
ready do to something,
anything,
but no,
i decide to
sit on the cold,
white bathroom floor,
with a lit cigarette,
and an empty bottle
of wiskey next
to me,
while in the bedroom,
my lover sleeps peacefully
on the squeaky, messy bed,
and patiently awaits
fot my arrival
back in bed,
which will never come.
i'm exausted of living.
 May 2014 Wolf Irwin
unfortunate
I can not look into his deep eyes
and not melt away
every inch of my being
wanting to be closer to his identity;
the birth place of his emotions,
close to mine.
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