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Ronald Volkman Jan 2014
the airs so dry in the winter time
it makes me feel like a dehydrated fruit
sweet still but slightly crunchy
no longer mushy and wet
Ronald Volkman Jun 2013
wine stains like wax
both keep the night a bay
in the flickering light i try to relax
as the red dulls the pain
nothing every goes as plan
and Im worthless to face
**** writing poetry and **** an easy escape
Ronald Volkman Jan 2013
Darkness engulfs me and I sink deeper into a sea of sorrow
Summered by the hope of no tomorrow
Heart beat is faint pulse is weak
Will this pain induce my eternal sleep
Liquid emotions run from my eyes
As I look into the mirror at this pitiful demise
How could anyone love such a worthless existence
Costly a straggly with suicidal persistence
Ronald Volkman Jan 2013
Days grow colder as time without you passes
thoughts of you only strengthens the promise of a long winter
heart broken in pieces is just now being understood
I honestly hurt
the future so dark and grim
without you its worse
tethering on the edge, deaths my only comfort
It all drains back to you
you're gone
forever.
Ronald Volkman May 2012
Five Days

A soul so pure and new
leaves every passing second wishing to be with you
five days with steadiness
I cure the heavens with relentlessness
Turn the clock dials back and open your arms
forget time and entwine around my affection
why must the stars be so cruel
to give then take away you
Ronald Volkman May 2012
Waiting for Abby

History confined in-between walls
denied access from authoritative protocol
on stone steps I sit as traffic passes

I walk through a park there the trees clutter
sun breaks through branches
as the wind commands a flutter

"free to the people" thus I saunter
where knowledge is uncovered
and writers live on in eternity
I find my treasure
Abby
our first date *

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