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 Sep 2014 Scott T
Heliza Rose
Till I father you,
Just let those nights abuse you
Just let those winds cut you

Till I father you,
Just let those wounds hang up to dry
Just break your heart and silently die

Till I father you,
Just let those men abuse you
Just let those women belittle you

Till I father you,
Just know when I break your wings it is for your own good
Just know when my screams tear at your flesh it is for your own good

Till I fatther you,
Just know I am never here to listen
Just know you were forced upon me
A poem about how some fathers are never there for their children
She never finished her
She never spoke her
It was if she felt
And he was too
He never noticed she
But soon they
Never to finish their
Fill in the blanks as you wish, my version of the story may be in stark contrast to yours.
 Sep 2014 Scott T
kylie formella
today i burnt everything
i burnt all my letters that started with your name
and all the suicide letters
full of empty promises
and i expected it to stop hurting
maybe next time
i'll burn the ashes
 Sep 2014 Scott T
Victor Tripp
Since you've been gone I hear your and see your face in every room
Still long to be the reason to sweep you off your feet
When going outside I pass the cop on the beat
He sees my falling tears and wonders who did something bad to me
Can't sleep at night and get up to walk the bedroom floor
Keep listening out even through my heartbreak for your key
To open the door.Playing I'm strong but it's only so much
Pretending baby please come on home and give this story
A happy ending
 Sep 2014 Scott T
Francisco DH
Poem
 Sep 2014 Scott T
Francisco DH
Unto you, my only love, I bestow pearls laced with spider's silk.
 Sep 2014 Scott T
Robyn
Naive
 Sep 2014 Scott T
Robyn
My AP Lit teacher said
"You are young. You all think you are going to live forever."

The 18 year old Mom with two jobs replied
"We are . . . aren't we?"
 Sep 2014 Scott T
Hooflip
Hurricane season
All throughout my cotton pocket
Comfort, such a tricky muse,
I found it!
Nope.. that’s not it.
But it was, a subtle fuzziness,
My nerves suddenly honey dipped
The sweetest,
****.. here comes the bees
& once again i’m running stiff.
Freest when i’m knotted up
I gotta bottle up
The ****** such and such
Until I’m still enough to drift beyond the cusp
The same setting sun,
The same son will set unsettled.
Another silent night,
Another fight against the nettles.
I need a rest,
To feel closer to death.
To keep me at my best.
It’s like a test,
Each time I lay in bed.
I have to try my best.
To stay there,
Blankets wrapping round me
Don’t ground me.
Still awake,
I lay, awaiting sleep to come and drown me.
Can't sleep,
Usually I can't sleep easily,
But the can't is much more intense this time around.
Seems some the words finally came to me to capture the feeling.
**** I wanna sleep...
 Sep 2014 Scott T
kj Foster
We are each of us,
a slip away from cracks
with no one but dark shadows
Gazing o'er our backs,

We're wading in the water
for the worthy ones to save,
as another helpless stranger,
twists underneath the wave.

You cannot tame the ocean,
Or soothe her trembling tide,
But you can make strong your vessel,
And pull the struggling ones inside.
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