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Jules May 2017
Flying over head
A mother sees her children on the ground
Their fragile bodies rotting in the unforgiving sun
There are not many feathers on the bones
They have been blown way
The black and blue scattered across the earth
Her flight wavers as she begins to scream
It is a slicing shout  of sorrow
She plunges at the ground
Unable to to live without her children
Unable to live without the only thing
That brings joy in her life
She wants to join her children
She keeps falling
Until She becomes a soft brown blur
on the pavement below
Three dead birds
Three  fallen stars
This poem is part of a book i am writeing
Jules May 2017
Songs run through my head
playing on shuffle
sweet melodies
to dark songs of sorrow
songs with the power stick
in a overflowing overemotional mind

songs run through my head
singing all day
and all night
happy songs
sad songs
with the power to change me

songs run through my head
unphased, unaffected by everything
else happening in my brain

When the facts are forgotten
the songs remain
when nothing else is there
the songs stay

The songs save me
Music means so much to me. I don't know what id do without it.
Jules May 2017
Once
I had a dream
before the world tore it from the scheme
I wanted to be my self
the world kept me on this shelf
I never wanted to be the same
but my differences were a shame

I am now the same
but still weighed down by shame
I keep my heart in a bottle
its becoming a bomb
tick tick tick tick
emotions dripping  out
boom boom boom boom
the differences pouring out
the glass shattering
the horrors of my world
now stare into my soul
they threaten to rip me apart
I wanted to make a change
the world swallows my words
whole

I broke our glass ceiling
and now the horrors are gleaming
Jules May 2017
Help. I'm Trapped, stuck
In a mindless world
Stuck with no thoughts.

Running endlessly
Never stopping despite the pain
One foot in front of the other  
Forever and ever  

Don’t think don’t stop
To Succeed
To think means to fail
To fail means to die

Run faster, run harder
just one more obstacle
Just one more mile
But no more thought


Feet stop pounding  
And the pain stops
Thoughts don't restart
They will never restart


We are all trapped
dommed
To be stuck
in this mindless world

Someone help me
Help us
escape
Jules May 2017
Help. I'm Trapped, stuck
In a mindless world
Stuck with no thoughts.

Running endlessly
Never stopping despite the pain
One foot in front of the other  
Forever and ever  

Don’t think don’t stop
To Succeed
To think means to fail
To fail means to die

Run faster, run harder
just one more obstacle
Just one more mile
But no more thought


Feet stop pounding  
And the pain stops
Thoughts don't restart
They will never restart


We are all trapped
dommed
To be stuck
in this mindless world

Someone help me
Help us
escape

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