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  Oct 2017 Phoebe Woods
Zero Nine
I used to lie down in my bed
Count kernels in the popcorn sky, overhead
I used to use the daytime for nothing much at all
Was I prepped for death?

I once liked the ones I called friends
Draped myself in colors I could defend
I once misused my empathy, passion, and my wit
Only to have you seize it in the end.

Since I'm there, written on your list,
please, cross off my name.

If I show my amateur face on your stage,
just write me off.

Play me off with the music of your choice
until I'm gone.
The End.

Thank you all for joining me for another set.
Appreciate all the love. Much respect. <3

Catch me next time.
I've got grievances to air.
Phoebe Woods Oct 2017
I


am


the

dried up bit


at
the
end

of
a

lotion bottle.
Phoebe Woods Oct 2017
I can't get him to shut up.
The voice in my head

He tells me things
About other people
About myself
About the future

He talks
About other people

He knows everything
About myself

He makes plans
About my future

I can't get him to stop.
The voice in my head
Phoebe Woods Oct 2017
I am not supposed to be here
I don't like it here
It isn't fun here
I am sad and scared
I want to leave now please
It's bad here
I’m cold
Shhhh
Go away
I can't do it
I can't get out
I am Trapped
Bad
It's empty here
And sad
I'm sad
And it hurts
I'm scared
I don't like it
I shouldn't be here
But she left me here
I try to tell them sometimes
But nobody listens
Nobody hears
When I try to say it
They all leave
And they don't come back
Ever
So I am alone
I am here
And no one will let me out
I try sometimes
But it's hard
And I don't work
And they leave
Why do they always leave?
They don't even know what it's like here
But they stay away
Because if they come with me
They get hurt
And I'm not worth it
Worth saving
Worth listening for
They say I'm fake
But they haven't been here
I have been here
And it's bad
I wish I could leave
I wish someone would come
I'm so alone
I don't like it here
I need to get out
I have to
I can't
Phoebe Woods Oct 2017
Dusk by the time she realized
Dusk by the time it was too late
Night when fate struck her
Day when they found her hollow, skin case

Mid-morning before they found her
Mid-morning before they found the rest
Afternoon when they discovered
Evening when they knew what took her final breath
Phoebe Woods Oct 2017
In shadow walk the Lords of Light,
Fire cast away the night
But little shall I stir or rest
When gazing at the burn, the crest
Where shadows walking die.

Fire crunching underfoot
It led the leaves astray
To sail upon the wind for songs
About this autumn day.

A winter whisper on the wind
Talks of snow and grey
But trees lay not yet barren here
About this autumn day.

March on, march on the Ladies of Song
Cast away the day so long
Well-rested in a weary way
Ready for the jig, the play
Where shadows dancing thrive.

— The End —