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 Jan 2015 Reemoatpeace
Emma
I miss him so much
I feel it in my bones
as they bend and break

Like a bullet
ripping through my skin
I felt the emptiness
make my body its home

I spent 4 months
trying to throw up the remains of you
left inside of me
My hands cold
trembling with the weight of memories
My eyes weary
spilling my final regrets

You brought me roses
but forgot to remove the thorns
and I didn't realize until now
that it was a foreshadow of
this
If they say they don't want to hurt you, that's the first thing they will do.
 Jan 2015 Reemoatpeace
ryn
Interview
 Jan 2015 Reemoatpeace
ryn
How are you?
I'm alright I guess...

Where do we begin?
Maybe at the start of this mess.

Are you uncomfortable?
I can't say that I'm not.

Is it your past?
Well it's all I've got.

Do you still get nightmares?
Well I used to...

Will you let them show?
Depends on you...

What do you hope to accomplish?
I don't know... Peace of mind?

Would you have done things differently?
Everyone wants the chance to push "rewind".

Care to elaborate?
Let's just say I would've liked to be braver.

What do you mean?
I should've stood up to my father...

Did he abuse your trust?
He did more than just that...

Rob you of your freedom?
Let's see... His belt, cigarettes and also boiling water out of a vat.

Do you wish him ill?
I wished him dead.

"Wished"?
Yeah...in his bed.

Why "wished"?
Because I wanted that then...

For how long?
Since I was ten.

What about now?
(
Maniacal smile) I am now... At peace.

"At peace"?
I have found release.

You have?
Yes... I couldn't resist the urge.

Urge to do what?
To comply with the voice... "
Freedom...lies in the purge..."

You left your father?
Yes but not before...

Go on...*
Not before I slit his throat with a smile on my face as I shut the door...
Inspired a programme I watched on the crime channel.
I look out the window
At the beautiful blue
Not a cloud in the sky
Why am I thinking of you

Trees are bare
They’ve lost all their leaves
The air is crisp
The ground is starting to freeze
Why am I thinking of you

Light fluffy snow covers the ground
Little footprints of animals scattered around
I stare out the window
At this beautiful day
And wonder why I would throw it away

I should be happy, but feel so blue
Why am I thinking of you…
 Jan 2015 Reemoatpeace
C S Cizek
When kids pop more pills than balloons
at a fair, take more rips from bongs
than Beyblades, shake hands with *****
dollars and plastic bags, steal more money
than hearts, are in more mugshots than family
photos, **** more than war, sell more ****
than lemonade, read more billboards than books,
go through more girlfriends than socks in a week,
text more than they write, inject more ******
than flu vaccinations, drink more beer than fruit punch,
put their lips around more pipes than Popsicles,
and die more than live;
then we'll know we've failed them.
 Jan 2015 Reemoatpeace
Emma
I want to hike up a mountain
and shout til my lungs hurt
yell out all the pain that
cripples my heart
so I’m reminded that
hearts aren’t made whole
just to be broken

I want to swim to the ocean
dive to the depths of it
till I’m surrounded in blue darkness
and look up to see the light
swiveling through the currents
only so I can feel what it’s like
to want to breathe again

I want to jump off a building
and feel the wind washing my face
and drying the tears that stream down it
just to know that there is still something
that would care enough to wipe away
the physical demonstration
of pain
Reposting this from July 13th, 2014.
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