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 Jul 2014 ray
SG Holter
Clouds like ice on water
Shield holding heat

Between the ground and
Itself

Car is here for the
Container

I am the cold mouthful of
Coffee I throw on a smoking

Sigarette **** on the
Concrete, remembering

Back home
Back then

It was you who decided when
The break was over

So it never was a
Break

It was a laidback lifestyle
Always between two

Achievements
Until remaining

Stationary got too much
For your young, impatient side

(That always dragged us down
Into infantility)

I loved your all, but that part
Being gone with the rest of

You, is the silence after a
Container-car having sqreeched

Tons of metal along tarmac,
Then hoisting,

Then driving off, making room
For another quiet

Coffee
Break.
 Jul 2014 ray
caroline
i miss you like the water misses waves.

no, not like that.
not like anything.

i miss you madly.
that's how i miss you.
my favorite e.s
 Jul 2014 ray
starless
Marlboro
 Jul 2014 ray
starless
Smoke inhabits my throat. My friends,
Intoxicated, are complimentary –
They say they wish their aesthetic was mine.
My lips, painted baby blue,
Hold loosely onto the Marlboro cigarettes.
I think of a boy, who I don't truly
Know, and I wish he'd attended tonight,
Although he was not invited.

I think in depth of social circles,
And of how circles are impenetrable –
They go continuously round with no edges
To break. I begin to realise that
That is the reason you aren't mine,
And never will be. However, can't
Circles overlap? Why should we not be
The arcs that meet? You are not here,
And I wish you were. What would you
Think about me taking a draw,
****, more than one? I said to you
Once that I would not become another
Teenager, another statistic, who inhales.

I guess I lied.

I think of all this –
As they take ***** shots,
And I distract myself from you
For a moment, by asking why
They'd drink it straight.
on loving a boy outside of it all,
our second real party
 Jul 2014 ray
thrcy
I stare at the moon & the stars
Wondering if you are too
But then I say to myself
You're probably out with someone new
A girl who's got the scent
Of cherry blossoms
And tastes like fresh picked berries

So you're probably gonna distract yourself & try to get the thought of me out of your mind
Trying to concentrate on her but the twinkle in her eyes reminds you of me & so you rush out the door, slap yourself & bang your head on the wall & spit out the words you could never say to me & while you immerse yourself in things I shouldn't even bother to care about I'm here looking at the moon & the stars telling them how much I miss you

And if you do take her out to your favourite place just like you did to me, the moonlight & twinkle of the stars will follow you throughout the night & you'll look over the sky remembering the first time you took me there too, how we shared secrets & stories, & how I almost told you that you were my night sky

So I wish that the light catches your attention instead of her & you'll remember that daisies were my favourite flowers & that you can't get your eyes off the moon

But isn't it funny how empty I am right now because I swear months ago I had the whole galaxy within me  and now I've cried a **** ocean in my body & now I'm drowning
And that volcano inside my chest corrupted when you told me you were leaving and the lavas have
bursted throughout my whole veins
And I had the whole planet within the back of my hand to guide & show you the world
But all that is nothing now because you left & you're never coming back and I'm here a big mess of stormy weather who's gloomy all the time, waiting for a rainbow to come along & see the bright side of things again
 Jul 2014 ray
Caitie
Psychophobia
 Jul 2014 ray
Caitie
You think you've taken your last breath;
you hope.
but your blood flows more violently than ever
and your heart gives no remorse for its endurance.
miles away from your destination-
home you call it
you drop to the ground below you.
the pills wont help you this time.
you're face swells in distress.
"I have no time to dwell"
you panic.
but you have all the time in the world
everything has stopped moving
and youre alone once again-
a feeling you're familiar with
but vague memories of this place
make you weary,
make you want to run.
The only thing that's racing is your mind
and it wont rest,
it wont take a second
to recuperate- it knows it cant.
and all the pains shooting through your body
come from no where
no injury done, but fatal feelings
stroke your skin
and bury themselves in your heart.
there is no other need to be here
than to see others point their finger
in direction of your failure.
how much more
can your collarbones sink in
before you realize
the disheveled nature of your skeleton?
just let it go
let it evaporate
right out of your skull;
and let it take the demons that haunt you
let it erase all negative being.
and reminisce of the times you were brain dead,
when not a soul was cared for
and feelings were for the weak.
and let that take over you.
hurt your mind more than it will hurt you.
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