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 Jan 2016 sol
Gabrielle Barnes
Music
 Jan 2016 sol
Gabrielle Barnes
I'm a lover of music,
I listen to it all-
but my favorite sound
in this entire world
isn't any song or tune,
but rather,
the melody that is your voice
 Jan 2016 sol
m i a
G i r l
 Jan 2016 sol
m i a
Girl
/gərl/
-a female child.*

Girl
means i am not allowed to have an opinion unless i am labled as a feminist.

Girl
means i am not allowed to run as fast as boys.

Girl
means that i can't become president.

Girl
means that i am not as strong as the other boys.

Girl
means that i will never be as sucessful as most men.

Girl
means that i have to wear dresses and bows.

Girl
means that i have to be a stay at home mom when i'm older.

Girl
means that i have to cook and clean daily.

Girl
means-

That maybe i don't have to listen to society,

maybe i can face reality and prove everyone wrong

And after that i'll teach everyone how to play mahjong, kidding.

but really, i hope this doesn't sound silly

but i feel that i can be more than just a house mom,

maybe i can make bombs
instead -

or i can work hard and go to college, and become sucessful just like other men

i will not let my heart be trapped in a den

because of what society says about my gender

i don't want to stay home, and make things with a blender

I want to be free, and become a love-ly graphic designer


or maybe i'll have a finer

job one day.

but believe me when i say, i will not let my gender define who i am and what i will become.

*Girl
\gərl/
-A strong and lovely human being, who will not listen to society; but instead prove to everybody the amazing person she can be.

GIRL
i hope this wasn't offensive to like anyone really. i just wanted to write about something like this. <3 c:
 Jan 2016 sol
Erika Castaldo
She stands on a chair
Looking out the window
Above the kitchen sink,
Scrubbing baby bottles,
Sippy cups, and baby
Food jars.

She sees her entire
Second grade class
Playing a game of
Tag without her.

The baby cries from
The bedroom.
She jumps down
And runs to the
Back of the house,
Dragging the chair
With her.

She jumps on the chair
And lifts the baby out
Of the crib.
She reminds herself
To support his head
While she walks to
Their mother’s door.

Her mother is asleep
In the arms of a different
Man than last week,
She smells the all-too
Familiar mixture of
*** and Wine.

The man opens his
Eyes and barks at
Her to get out.

She carries the baby
To the ratty couch
And feeds him
As they sit with the
Two other children,
Listening to her
Peers laughter through the
Window above the sink.
 Jan 2016 sol
Erika Castaldo
An invisible noose
Was around my
Neck
When you told
Me you didn’t
Want me.

You couldn’t tell
How hard it
Pulled on my
Throat
When you walked
Away.

I held onto
The rope choking
Me
When I seen
You everyday
And had to
Pretend nothing ever
Existed between
Us.

The stool slipped
From beneath my
Feet
When I watched
You staring at her
Until you got
The courage to
Ask her
Out.

I swung from
The rope
While I seen
You place a
Ring on her
Finger.
 Jan 2016 sol
Erika Castaldo
I watched you
Cover up scars
With bracelets
And cover
Bloodshot eyes
With sunglasses.

I took your
Razors and Alcohol
Trying
In vain
To protect you.

For a while
It worked.
You powered through
Pain and uncertainty
Until it all
Came rushing
Back.

You held on until May,
And for that
I am
Proud.
 Jan 2016 sol
Erika Castaldo
Tainted
 Jan 2016 sol
Erika Castaldo
She taints everything,
Your smile, your eyes.
Things that used to fill me with joy,
Now make me think of her.
I want you to be happy,
But this is becoming too much to bear.

Seeing her in your arms every day,
Watching as you push back her
Too-bleached hair and kiss
Her forehead the way you did mine.
Seeing you whisper small words
Of love in her ear, words
I can still hear so clearly in my own.

I miss everything about you.
Feeling your arms around my waist
And your soft lips on my cheek,
Keeping me in your lap for what
Felt like forever.

But forever is nothing but
Something we made up
In our foolish minds,
Clouded with the idea of young love.

When I look at you, I see the
Hundreds of smiles she’s put on
Your face when all I could was a scowl.
I hear the words of love she gives you,
When all I could do was curse.

But she doesn’t know how you felt
The day your mother died.
She’s never sat next to you
While you were in a hospital bed
Covered in tubes and wires after
An accident that only you survived.
She wasn’t the one comforting you
Every night when you woke up screaming.

Your relationship with her is easy,
You can just be together without
The stress that we had.

I don’t regret helping you through that,
I just wish I had thought to help us in the process.
An older poem that I rewrote
 Jan 2016 sol
Storm Raven
Falling
 Jan 2016 sol
Storm Raven
I am falling...
deep
...into the darkness...
I can't see a thing
...of my own mind.
there is no light

Am I insane?
Save me please

I am falling
*deep into the darkness
 Jan 2016 sol
R
#1
 Jan 2016 sol
R
#1
“Pay attention to your enemies, for they are the first to discover your mistakes.”
 Jan 2016 sol
R
#2
 Jan 2016 sol
R
#2
There was a man who constantly harassed and insulted the Buddha, throwing all sorts of verbal abuse at him. But the Buddha never seemed fazed by this. When someone asked why he didn’t take offense, he simply replied, *"If someone gives you a gift and you refuse to accept it, to whom does the gift belong?""
 Jan 2016 sol
Rj
Missing
 Jan 2016 sol
Rj
Way too cheesy Mac and cheese
And the hum of the Storm Peak Express
2 months!!! Steamboat CO
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