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Sarah Jun 2015
i'm sorry
i'm sorry
i'm sorry

i know this emptiness
spills out of my lips into
words that will never make sense
i'm trying to make sense
out of blank pages and aching fingers that shatter
every single thing they touch
i'm trying to let air in my lungs
but they're filled with something
else that's draining the very life out of
me
i'm sorry
i'm just trying to breathe
you dont have to try
Sarah Jun 2015
all she ever did
was speak of fading
                             away
                                  into mist
into silence; into things you'll never
hold
again
everything is blue
Sarah May 2015
i am the tornado kind of
misery, thrashing ocean rage
and the wrath of the shrieking
skies
bleeding into sadness
when you catch raindrops
in shaking little palms you hide
back in your pockets because i'm too
scared to hold your hand

you can't bundle me into
your arms and shelter me
from the winter you see outside shattered
windowpanes and creaking haunted
doors
of rooms you lock the madness within
because the madness is inside
there is a clawing in my blood
and darling
it's not singing for your love

it's not singing at all
where is this melody you hear
whenever you want me in your arms
?
what is your heart humming along to
when all i hear is

rain
and oceans and thunderstorms
and hurricanes
can you hear me
my heart?

it's the quiet underneath
it all
dont belong to no city
Sarah May 2015
i am in ashes for too long
oh god i can't even
remember the flame i thought i used to be

there was a fire
but now i'm just coughing
up smoke and cold from the
insides of my bones and i
wish i could just keep a little
warmth within
just enough to breathe a little
more

than whatever this is
crushing my lungs and draining
me so dry
i can't ******* breathe at night
when holding myself
chills me from head to toe and
i'd give anything for a little spark
in my fingers
just until the dawn
just so i can
watch myself set alight

every single ******* night
nothing
Sarah May 2015
there is something missing
hiding between words i don't know
how to say
i don't know how to write
this missing away
you are the coffin
Sarah May 2015
Last night, you were angry. Tonight, I am tired so tired and I am sick of full stops when these thoughts are always rolling on and on off the pagesĀ into these hands that can't hold anything at all

I want to hold myself together so tightly you'd never think about holding me in your warm summer arms because I am strong and i am growing and all I want to tell you is i don't need this anymore

Not yet not yet oh god how long will i have to wait to become something a little less of a dried up shell of a girl who runs into oceans and depths whenever the sea breeze carries the scentĀ of love a little closer how long will i have to wait till i can throw you away

There is a fear don't you know my little love i tell you of it every day and every night in every breath and every sigh I am so ******* terrified

I write about you like you are something from long ago as if I am older and wiser and so very cold but you are now this moment the present I'll never deserve there is so much future out there if you just opened your door can't you see

There is no winter if only you'll leave
you said okay
Sarah May 2015
there is the sad
where poetry is shoved under school
desks and i bleed quietly
onto grid paper between math
tests and lunch breaks
where i lock myself in school bathrooms
and pray that my empty
lungs will last another day
promise myself five hour naps and
isolation in every way
just so a little bit of the empty
drips away

then there is the sad where
sleep is just a ******* dream and
all i can do is try not to scream
as i scribble away nightmares
in the dark, words that will disgust
me when morning comes but
words that save me from
crawling at your feet and
begging you
please will you stay

and then
there is this sad
the quiet, little sad i can barely feel

i can barely *******
feel
anything at all
im giving up on you
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