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You also have my breath caught in my lungs
Each bone in my spine
Each bone in my body
Every muscle aches and surges with you
You have so much more than my heart
You have everything it keeps alive.
And as I walk upon this road
I do not feel it pull my feet
Not forward, on to my abode,
Nor tugging back, toward retreat

My steps are neither heavy nor light
My progress neither fast nor slow
So rather sorry is my plight
By my own power, I must go
I hate to describe myself with just one word or tell someone my favorite anything
I am more than one word
I am more than one thing
I am a thousand different pieces
With just one you can’t ever see the full picture

I am more than one piece
If you want to know me you have to lay the puzzle
I will never be one word
I am a thousand different pieces
When I saw the new layout of hello poetry
My heart sank
They had ruined the home of my broken soul
Torn out the pages of my dear old diary
And sprinkled it like snow
In a sea of useless functions
Little blue pill rock me to sleep
Give me the gift that the last few nights have robbed me of
My eye lids close down over my eyes as if they are embedded with embers
Burning pools
Sleep **** me
Ice cream cascades lazily
Down the throat
A hot cold assault
On the throat’s walls
This after a heavy hearty meal.
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