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You’re kind of funny, you know.
I wanted to stay in our home,
but you said
I was the one moving out—
because I chose separation.

You yelled at me
when we tried to fix things,
shouting that I should
pack my things
and walk away.

Now you’re the one moving,
asking if I want to live there.
Of course not.
I’m on another frequency now.

And yet you want me
to solve the problems
with the painting—
me,
the one you invited to leave.

Where’s your speech now?
You wanted the house.
So—
keep the house.
zdebb 3d
there shall be for me
prayer this evening
that manages saying little
yet filling a desire
that will not be put off.

effortless prayer
by bandy stream
beginning without plan,
simply beginning,
and joining to me,
a rough hewn faith,
smell of a wet god,
the sand the stream
springs from.

my prayer
and the creek flows,
a voiceless plea
seeking nothing.
grateful to stand
in the pale light,
empty and small
and wanted.

the prayer
of a doubting man,
casting about for answers
grown comfortable
letting question
reside elsewhere.

humbled that my prayer
joins night song,
a prayer with each
pulse of my blood,
constant until i stop praying.
CJM 3d
I wanted to lie on a hill with you and play “chasing cars” in your company.

In pure silence we would look towards the sky but share the same thoughts, as if somehow connected

Or in an act of pure defiance and rebellion against the notions of the song itself, stand and dance.

I never cared either way to be honest

Whatever the decision, it would’ve only been time spent with you

That’s all I ever wanted
Esme 3d
I'm not alone,
Words that should comfort
Yet as the pain crystalises in my veins all i want is the sting
I want the relief of being alone
No one would care if i died slowly in my bedroom
If one day i never came back t school
If i left my bag packed on my doorstep
Yet they will
And that's scarier than any death
i wrote this while holding back tears at sad poems in the middle of religious studies class on my laptop
Esme 3d
She said she skateboards,
I don't and was always scared to fall
Yet here i am standing on a skateboard holding her hands so if i fall she can catch me
I denied many of friends from teaching me
But for her I find myself on a board
Now every time someone mentions skateboarding
I can't help but smile
my first girlfriend skates
the two evil realms  
didst tightly entwine as one
in a lasting bond
this union wouldst bring about
their ultimate destruction
Esme 3d
I have memorised her touch,
Some people ‘aww’ when I say that
But do they know why?
I do it so when she leaves im prepared to never see her again

So the sting hurts a little less as the truth slips down my wrists
So when the snake bites me i dont ask why it did what was natural

I am used to people leaving
Why should she be any different
So i will memorise her touch so when i die ,
She is still with me.
for my first girlfriend who has to deal with my trust issues
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