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 Mar 2014 anastasia
i
lip biting
 Mar 2014 anastasia
i
now,
that your anger
has soothed down,
you are calm and
you have that guilty face
on you,
the one that you
always have,
when you know
you were wrong.
you're biting
your red, swollen lip,
and your repeated excuses,
i will not take anymore,
i have heard them too many times,
the tension in the air,
is telling us
that our time is
done,
for good.
nights like these when
I want to drown my sorrows
in copious amounts
of *****
but I also want to drown myself
in copious amounts
of you.

S.W.
LOVE
is
spacious  and roomy,
giving me freedom
to
grow.
10 w
 Mar 2014 anastasia
Emily
i awake i awake i awake i am awake and i see you first thing and you are beautiful to me and i see you all the time and you always look so fresh so young so glowing so terrifying you burn my eyes and i love you all the same i love you i love you this runs like a thread through every lobe of my brain i am so in love with you and the way you cry makes my heart beat extra strong today you are crying and i do not know why i do not care why this is how i love you and your face is grey pigeon grey pearl grey storm grey and your eyes are darker than ever before and from the way your hands twist in your lap i see that you are leaving me but there are no words in my throat just this never ending loop of i love you i love you i love you in my head i can’t get it out and i don’t want to either i see it in front of my eyes i see it all around me it’s so tangible it’s as touchable as your hair looks just now let me reach out and stroke it one last time your flesh is so soft and yielding and i can see my hands in front of me too but they do not make any sense because i have not commanded them to move but they reach for you reach reach reach for something i am afraid i might lose i reach like a child for their mother i reach for you and my hands are much stronger than your delicate neck and your neck so soft and brown is no match for me no not at all and your eyes your lovely tan eyes look so afraid and i want to tell you not to be afraid you are not going anywhere and your face looks so swollen so bruised and i begin to cry too but you are leaving me anyway and this is no punishment this is just me begging for you not to go but your eyes are fluttering shut and my face is bleeding from your sharp little nails scratching at me like a bird you are my little bird and you are broken on the ground
 Mar 2014 anastasia
PS
why?
 Mar 2014 anastasia
PS
the heart pounds
air pipe is choked
sweating  river
runs down the spine
trembling hands
something is not right
**** anxiety!
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