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Ann Nicole Jan 2016
Loosely, her hair fell behind her
Her plaited brown braid
     Swish it went
          Swish like her hips
Flowing back and forth
Through the gentle warm wind

Her shoulders scrunched beside her
With a pistol in her fists
     Bang She mouthed
          Bang was the sound
That echoed off the walls
Right before I hit the ground

*my heart in my throat as my kingdom fell down
Ann Nicole Jan 2016
Your lips press against
The curve of your fist
You swing your arm back
You've never missed

My blood splatters noiselessly
My nose busted up
And all I can say to myself is
You've come from above

You've got heaven weighing on your back
And hell squished between your toes
Your words have the power to heal
And you use them on my nose

You sweep me off my feet again
Then push me to the ground
I think I can handle this
Because you never make me stay down
  Jan 2016 Ann Nicole
Deyer
All I see at bars is bouncing, smiles,
and laughter full of sad eyes and
repression.
A bunch of lonely
                 people
                        looking
for a warm night and a cold morning.
Connections built to a beat, and you
      have to blame
all parties
because that's what bars are for.
A house of human fluid,
dank floors filled with
feet and fluttering hearts,
moving parts when all
any of us needs
is a real caring conversation.
A real daring contemplation,
I know, but though I'm a young
anomoly, I honestly believe
these thieves of youth are used to their
dishonest truths.

We don't even know it's a problem.
Ann Nicole Jan 2016
This is the moment that I'll feel for a while
The one where you're here treating me like a child
I told you the rules and you nodded your head
Now tell me the ******* truth or you'll end up dead

You toyed with a monster
And it showed its claws
Nos you can't seem to look
Into its eyes at all

This fault is not mine for
You seem to not know
That big old monster
Has much more to show

Just open your mouth and tell us everything
There's nothing left to hide, not in front of me
Don't close your eyes, you have no choice
And don't speak up, you have no voice
*i'm the one calling the shots
Ann Nicole Dec 2015
Breathe in
Breathe out
See a mirror
Duck down

Hold your chest
Cover your face
Tears stream down
Let them leave no trace

Your face all red?
That's just from the cold
Your bags are big?
You're just getting old

Your friends are concerned
But not as much as you
The thing to be afraid of
Is when they don't know what to do
Ann Nicole Nov 2015
They tell me I need God
That Jesus is my friend
That, at the rate I'm going
I'll have no one in the end

They tell me I should pray
That my life is in His hands
That if I don't apologize
I'll never understand

How to be truly happy
Though I am, can you not see?
I do not need Jesus
And he does not need me
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