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Mar 2011
I saw how silence rang in your hands
hiding secrets of illuminating tales torn.from the deep of human life.
trickled down like a prostitutes coldness. I breathe eager the things
that I did not work for to get. To know I can pick hearts like flowers
with he and she loves me yes and nots. I sit on the staircase outside like
a little girl in my white dress. just for a second I felt innocent.
and then comes that feeling inside. the rude awakening of brushed upon skin
too many salty droplets and a cringing thing named adulthood
soothing joys dance around like lazy stars without a care in the world
if only I was a star or even a particle of dust simply floating around in the air
I can make myself anything I please. I lie to myself.

lovers be lost. I can choose one. but what a crime a voice inside me yells
oh no no
what a crime.
midnight prague
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midnight prague
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