Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
  Apr 2017 elizabeth
Lost Poet
Do you ever feel stuck,
Pulling and stretching,
Just to get out of your skin?

People see and smile,
Their stupid pity glow,
Expecting it to fix it all.

So you just scream it off,
Until the blood pours,
And police coming running.

With their sympathy and happy pills.
  Apr 2017 elizabeth
Amethyst Fyre
I am not going to **** myself
I am not going to **** myself
There is no pain
I'm okay
I am not going to **** myself
*Please don't let me **** myself
  Apr 2017 elizabeth
Without sender
Colorless sky,
     Greenless trees,
     Lifeless flowers;

No fragrant wind,
     No salty sea,
     No fresh rain;

Tasteless vanilla,
      Sourless lemons,
      Sweetless cheesecake;

No loud rock,
      No soothing violin,
      No smooth jazz;

Feelingless touch,
      Softless kiss,
      Tenderless hug.
  Apr 2017 elizabeth
Eliot York
Under the orange
street lights
it's 3am

Longing to find him,
she skulks alone
in the dark

And as London sleeps
her cries go unheard
by all but one
The other night, I woke up to the calls
of a red fox outside of my window. They sounded
something like http://youtu.be/gVLvw-LhWyQ
  Apr 2017 elizabeth
Eliot York
The meaning of leaves in
a refreshing cool wind
He chose to live
for friendship
Not for that
other thing
Refreshing cool wind on a cross and died. He chose to live for friendship, live for survival, not for that thing any more. This is the meaning of it clung to her old leaves new myriads? Of lingering leaves
[coco, 11 nov 2011]
Next page