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exist  Nov 2017
door
exist Nov 2017
the thing about me
is i will push you out the door
slam it
yet look back
and hope you open it again
Umi  Aug 2018
My Heart Burns
Umi Aug 2018
It won't stop,
It can't stop, the fire that is rushing through it,
Burning it's content until nothing but ash might be left,
An inferno, a firestorm maybe a rain of embers fueling the misery,
When did it start, that conflagration which consumes my being,
When will it end, this purgatory inside my chest, producing misery,
Without realising it I already gave up all my remaining hope,
After all, there is not much left this fire can feast on in laughter,
Will I be hollow, will I fade to ash and blown away into a soft breze ?
In the end it does  not matter, in the end I will not be able to remember, in the end there is nothing for me left to worry about,
My central has been turned into a kiln, fostering this flame,
It may sting, but I can move on, even if I sink to the bottom,
The light in me will finally be able to carry me out one day
All I need to do for that event to be triggered,
Is to hold on,
And hope.


~ Umi

[M i d w a y - H i m e]
The consequences of your actions
Are a burden I suppose I asked for
When I agreed to belong to you
When I offered you sanctuary in my arms

Yet tonight they are so heavy
And I no longer wish to carry them
My legs are so tired darling
Please just admit that you were wrong

My legs are so tired darling
Break the generational chain that binds us to this nonsense.
Bohemian Feb 12
Those chests inflated of pride
Sheer a bit more
A bit more as they conceive a wound more
to have another one
To the ranger within,just as an evil within
To each of us
madyson shaye  Jul 2017
Untitled
madyson shaye Jul 2017
I
have
writers
block
but
I
want
to
write
that

isnt

fair
Allie Dotson Aug 2018
Thoughts or actions with no care ahead
you speak simply without worry about what you said
you can laugh without getting upset
or stand up without heat rushing to your head
eyes you know are there
yet how are they no where to be seen
I don't make a sound
for the fear of feeling drowned
that comes anyhow
but not for not making a sound
instead for not being allowed
why am I casted the spell on
when I see everyone around me free
yet I can't even plea
and you can't see me
If I could only make a wish
so that you could see
This isn't me
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