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  Jul 2017 woolgather
Eric W
I'm not over anyone I've ever begun to love.
People always say they loved someone,
but I always stay present tense.
I always love.
If once, then always.
  Jul 2017 woolgather
Jamison Bell
The loneliest whale.
No one can understand you.
You've got to calm the **** down.
woolgather Jul 2017
We’re just ticking death sentences
But I think you have a higher chance to live;
We’re both ticking death sentences
But I think more people would rather pardon your case.

We’ve never really met,
Just talked.
We’ve never really met,
Just laughed at each other’s jokes.
Can’t say fate brought us here;
I don’t believe in it enough;
We’ve never really met,
Just involved.

I hope I could read your words.
I hope I could hear your songs.
I hope I could be enough to make you feel better;
But I never knew what to do.

We’re polar opposites;
See it in our words;
But I know we share a common pain;
One much painful than the other.

Your words have organization,
Your words have power;
Mine has none;
No meaning, just rotting.

Nevertheless, I ache to see the truth you write,
Maybe then you’ll see my truth barely understandable;
Maybe then you’ll give me second thoughts,
Even if we’re both ticking death sentences.
I'm tired
woolgather Jun 2017
I wish I could be the one to extinguish the flames,
But the world would say otherwise;
As I watch from a distance as you trample your path with rage and sadness;
As I watch another quench the scorching heat,
I freeze with your cooling.
Irrelevant.
Useless.
Nothing but a small stain.
Nevertheless, I never considered it wrong to care.

I may never fix myself but I'll try to help you.


If you ever asked me to.
If I ever was brave enough to tell you.

As I watch from the distance,
Your fate.

As I long to intertwine mine with yours,
To pull you out of the ravine,
But I'm too much of a coward; I'm sorry.

I'm too scared to trample the little things you've given care.
I'm too scared to charge into your world, not knowing of what I can do.
I'm too scared to step inside your door, in your most vulnerable times.
And I ache too much to save you.
But I can't.

To anyone who hears my calls,
To anyone who feels the worry and pity I feel,
To anyone who can reach the heart I am crying about,

Please.

Before his rancor turns into ashes
leave your place if need be

everything right now is meant to be temporary

varnish your heart with resilience; don't give in to the demons that elude you from goodness

in time you will smile again

I hope he can read this; but everything else says otherwise
woolgather Jun 2017
I will hide my voice
At least until the sun ceases to rise,
I will hide my voice
At least until they leave;
I will my my truth
At least until they cease believing;
I'll just hide my voice 'til then
That the world's frail and already collapsing.

As I write a thousand words
A thousand wounds come with it;
As I spill a thousand tears
Burning hatred come dry it;
My demons would otherwise claim me
But I won't let them take my sanity;
They'd ooze out of me unexpectedly,
But all that's left would be my insanity.

Broken heart, broken memories;
Things I long for but cannot be given;
As I see you happy without me;
As I feel your blades thrash my very core;
I'll lay still.
Still as I hide my voice:
Frail and useless,
*Pleading—
6/16/17

I guess a useless journal

Now slightly rhythmical
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