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Ray Ross Dec 2018
Do you ever hear a sound so beautiful
Like a river with a rainbow flowing through the winding curves and flattened banks, the sound of sunshine on a beautiful girl's eyes, like the color red, not fear but in flowers, and purple like lilacs, these sounds that are so beautiful you can only describe them in the language of the stars,
Have you ever heard something so beautiful
That you have to stop everything and hear it go
Like the drums of war but no blood just the glory
Like the edge of the cliff but no fear, just the butterflies in your chest and the skies, have you heard anything so wonderful
As the sound
I hear
When you laugh,
When you smile.
I know it's hard-won.

I am so thankful.
Ray Ross Dec 2018
The truth is,
To see her like I see her,
Unedited and raw,
Bright eyes on dark nights,
Everything in the galaxy,
Combined and condensed,
This takes time.
Look through the corners of your eyes
At the corners of her smile,
The way she moves,
In those moments,
She is so beautiful,
You don't always see this,
The way I see her,
Hair made of honeydew spider silk
And a smile that could tear me apart
And put me back together.
The tearstained face I matched
Some nights some days
Under the brightest darkened skies
We could dance and laugh and cry
And you would never really get it.
In every piece of her I know,
I have seen god.
Ray Ross Dec 2018
The biggest change
In the past three years,
Is that I have become
Someone important
To myself
Ray Ross Nov 2018
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Something I have learned,
From my years of existence,
Many will stay just because
You were nice to them
And yet
Those same many don’t leave
When you are unkind.
This shows a grand human wish
Either just to maintain love
Or to believe
That we are all good.
Ray Ross Nov 2018
I don’t want kids
But I see her,
And she’s smiling,
And she’s so innocent,
And she is the most beautiful piece
I have ever seen
In this ****** up world,
And I have to ask myself,
Do I really not want kids?
Ray Ross Nov 2018
When I was younger,
I had a friend.
He'd come to my door every so often
And bring me a granola bar
And ask me if I wanted to play.
I'd go to his house
And watch him play video games
While I ate Nilla Wafers
And Slim Jims,
And smiled.
We hid under a blanket,
And he told me he liked me,
I think he wanted to kiss me,
But I didn't do it.
I had popular friends,
And he was considered uncool,
A dorky, weird boy,
With very little filter
On what he wanted to say.
He was fun for me.
We found a knife in his backyard,
And joked about killer ghosts,
And once, he put his arm around me.
I reacted weirdly, and pushed it off,
But I remember him fondly.
Ray Ross Nov 2018
Buzz
Buzz
Buzz
My chest feels like it's buzzing
Like a joke
I'm not any more awake but I'm definitely not asleep, just a whole lot more anxiety.
Buzz
Buzz
It's like getting a notification
On a phone
Walking feels like a daze.
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