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LM 2d

Reunion

My final letter:
An elegy to friendship,
A knife in your back.

My solace is in your laughter,
In your kindness,
In your heart.

My touch-starved soul yearns
To return to your embrace,
To come home.

Abbott J Hardison 2d

Somebody Said The Sun Comes Up

Somebody said the sun would come up,
It stuck with me,
When I was stuck up.

I wanted to be somebody people could love,
But I was too boisterous to contain,
Too wild to settle.

When I asked for help I was told,
First you need to help,
If you're going to help yourself.

Karma kills to knock you down,
Unless you lean that life is more than your success,
Life is the blooming flowers of our people,

The pulse of our community.

Love thy neighbor.

The Invisible Poet 2d

maelstrom

the water is pulling me in
pulling me under
churning around me
as my lungs fill with the salty ocean spray
I hear the name of the maelstrom
loneliness
loneliness is drowning me
deep into its depths
this maelstrom of loneliness is killing me
will it ever end?
will I ever swim to shore
and escape it's wrath?
maybe hope is in the horizon

maelstrom: a powerful whirlpool in the sea or a river

#wordoftheday #maelstrom #loneliness

Darla Haven 2d

No knife

There is no knife that cuts my skin 
Just too many bright reflections
 Good words are screaming from within
 And blood might help confessions

I’ve read so many similar words on here
 In some weird way that fills me with fear
 I can understand it’s romantic, I guess
 But for once in my life I wish to hear less

Little red drops, they won’t help the pain 
Big chunky bracelets on your wrist 
It makes you feel like you’re insane
 Yet still you remain, and still you insist

I feel like this sounds too optimistic and unfinished, but maybe that’s the charm? or not? feel free to share your opinion

#harm #selfharm #knife #skin

Siyu Liu 2d

Sweet Little Red Berry

Sweet Little Red Berry
My sweet little red berry, you remain
The sweetest and most bitter confection known.
I love the wrinkles climbing on your face
When you grin like a rambunctious child,
Though you're the demon governing my days.
I love you in your wrap-around sandals, tracing
Steps light as some seraphim's design.

My sweet little red berry, I trust fate—
Else, love, why can't I have you, though I ache
With this fierce hunger? Tell me, scarlet fruit,
Why does your pale-pink skin so hypnotize?
What makes your walking pose so gracefully
As if Olympus' nymphs were teaching you?

We'll never hold this dialogue in life.
I'll never speak this love aloud. So I
Shall answer for you, dreaming you lie near,
Whispering, whispering with borrowed tenderness:
"Because I am the compound of all sweets
And bitterness you've ever dared to taste."

dana lee 2d

oh honey

oh honey believe it, the greater good, the great beyond. wherein things get lost. wherein things are deemed ill. mentally. ill. unwell. you can’t seem to turn that frown upside down. to a smile. you suggest it but you aren’t sure what it means. you’re able to explain it in simple terms. that you take your mouth, curl it up one side at a time.
if you can manage to turn each side up equally, well, that’d be spectacular, that’d be something, that’d be the smile everyone believes.