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Jul 2016
I wake up at 3 am
Just to hate myself again
The loathing crawled in while I was asleep
but this is a story that I will not keep
This is a story that I will not tell
Rainy and cold
But she won't ring the bell
I try to love harder
than the thoughts that deplete
But if I don't accept them-
am I really complete?
For love does not fight
It is too soft and kind
It nurtures as is
Leaves no bits behind
So I'll try this on now
Zip it right up my spine
Applying the heart now
To the parts I don't find
To be easy to love
To be easy to see
The parts that burn my eyes out
Screaming
don't look at me
I will love them in distance
Space
And inΒ time
I will love each vibration
Because it is mine
Willow Sunbeam
Written by
Willow Sunbeam  Bellingham Washington
(Bellingham Washington)   
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   Steve and axr
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