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robin Apr 2019
Petals break apart
as the peach fuzz erupts
The blood spills out the sides
Like an over poured soda
You shake it up
and it
                         explodes.
robin Apr 2019
come and go, to and fro
like a cockroach. i mean hell, you're
resilient.
you slide under my door
and into my bed
whisper into my ear and crawl inside my head.
room 206
do not disturb

        i am


tired.

        but not of you,
not now,  

      
                              not ever.
robin Apr 2019
empty
like a cloud
tears raining down on the people around me
i am numb
like frost bitten hands
piled under snow
alone like bitter midnight winds
with their chilly embrace
hugging you deeply.
i sleep in a pile of leaves. my bones leave their imprint
but no one can tell i was ever there
my heart is the crinkled mess of leaves at the bottom of the pile
if i told you i wanted to die would you believe me
would you be able to forgive my selfishness?
robin Apr 2019
a single flower wilts
slowly coming to an end like a battery powered toy losing juice
i thought we were the next big thing
scribbles of our names under the bleachers
but
i hate myself
im sorry i know that messes everything up
i hate myself and it makes me hate you.
how do i fix that?
robin Mar 2019
the rain
is warm and soft
like a barefooted lover
drenched in rainbow pastels
we run through the grass
hand in hand and collapse in a bed of wildflowers.
giggling
like
children
with no care in the world
feelings flutter in our chest
and past our teeth
into a world filled with birds singing in the morning
we are fearless
Stupid and determined
That we will make something beautiful
only in a dream
robin Mar 2019
leaves are a fallen fruit
the grounds gaping mouth swallows them hole
Turning the earth with its tongue
leaves crinkle and crack
like bubble wrap
on an early morning.
crisp air holds the fogs hand as it creeps through the woods
quiet
blanketing the earth
they break apart
with a melodically crisp crunch
Bits of red and yellow confetti
In your hair, eyelashes.


falling
       at your feet.
robin Nov 2018
slipping and sliding
downwards
i’m slowly drifting away
everything i thought i was
i simply no longer am
my skin is worn and leathered
slowly peeling away like scales
to reveal something new .
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