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Feb 2019
All of these thoughts keeps quivering
                    Melting my bones quite vividly
                               Laying right down very         quietly
                     Eyes barely opened
                                                        My­ mind
                                                is always
                                                            roam­ing.
Why bother in keeping them all in?
         When my mind is almost falling
                         Boiling down into nothing
Like a puzzle piece, it’s breaking...
          In my mind I can hardly speak
My body, vibrating
My veins, left shivering
And yet I keep repeating all of these woah’s in high places
All of these unidentifiable faces
Deja vu, mistaken
                              by
                                   dreams
Masked into reality
Deluded by poVeRTy
UnderSTANDing the world with a mEssed uP society
...And then you figure out that you’re only caught up in a daydream made up by you’re own twisted fantasy-
W     A      K      E        U     P    !
you told me,
s   l   o   w   l   y
where I can hear you
calmly, so patiently,
Words that left me unknowingly unpredictable and yet I can’t stop talking,
Where that wordplay, I wouldn’t say uncomfortable
But more of a delicacy and yet...
                                                         I melt.
Slowly.
                  
                      M   E   L   T.
Cylia
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Cylia  23/F
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