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 Oct 14 silvervi
Ray Dunn
your heart
breaks different
when it beats
alone
idk something that just popped into my head
 Oct 13 silvervi
Rai
Summers sun  now surrenders to the feast of autumn
Soon we  will be bathed in a golden blanket encompassing all the delicate moments just before the midnight frost of winter hits us hard
Oh for such a love that journeys inwards and beyond into the inner world
May we slumber sweetly in dreams  held tight in a love that holds promises of tomorrow
For a while forgotten are the pains of loves lost and broken hearts that slide away from our view, it’s not important now , maybe it never was…
Only surviving at all costs is necessary so that we are able to return once more.
Surely spring will come forth after we have rested.
I think It’s time
Time to open our eyes
The earth is beautiful
and humans …
well humans usually are not
but love is beautiful and some how from the embers of our winters hearths we will rise once more .
Until then
Let’s slumber softly
Hold me like the earth holds the bulb
Hold me
I surrender
I surrender there’s no where else to go from here.
 Oct 10 silvervi
Hitherwine
I let you go
because I knew you could do better
and now you’re gone
I wonder
if I should've
just been better.
We collide like thunder.
Wrapped in your indigo skin,
Wrapped in your warmth,
Fingers dig through the ache
Of wanting more.
Coiled tight,
Clinching,
An reaction of skin
pressed against skin.
I wear your shadow.
Thick in your sweat.
Like lightening you stretch.
Your breath rises,
In search of something to devour.
Again we collide.
Striking the gap
of emptiness between us.
Your eyes searching me.
The primal urge
to connect.
Still searching.
Still craving.
Marking where we lay,
Until the next storm
𝗜 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗱𝗼𝘄𝘀
𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗻𝗼 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸𝘀,
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦
𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘣𝘸𝘦𝘣𝘴
𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘵.

𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗺𝗲,
𝘀𝗼 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝗮𝘁
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵
𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯
𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘵.

𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗲,
𝘄𝗿𝗮𝗽 𝗺𝗲 𝘂𝗽 𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗿𝗵𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗺.
𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥
𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦,
𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴.

𝗜 𝗳𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀
𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝗼𝗯𝗲𝘆𝘀.
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤,
𝘪𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴
𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘳.

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗿𝗶𝗽 𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀
𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲
𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘵,
𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳
𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘵.

𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘁 𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗱,
𝗜 𝗮𝘀𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗶𝘁 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯
𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦
𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘵.

𝗜 𝘁𝗿𝘆 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝘀𝗸 𝘄𝗵𝘆, 𝗯𝘂𝘁
𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲'𝘀 𝗻𝗼 𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗸 𝗶𝗻.
𝘐 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦
𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵
𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳.

𝗜 𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗺𝘆 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗰𝘁𝘀.
𝗜 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱'𝘃𝗲 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿,
𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘰𝘧𝘧
𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴
𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝙛𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙨.
She's shaking.
Unstable.
For the taking.
Swallowed in fog.
Connection is lost.
She's cut off
From herself.
She's cut off.
Can't get out.
There is no where but here.

"Disappear. Disappear."
She whispers.

"I am here. I am here."
She answers.

"Tell me." He says,
"Tell me all that you dread."

And her fears spoke louder
Than anything ever said.
Inspired from learning about polyvagal theory and the feeling of being "stuck" in the sympathetic state (fight/flight/freeze) or dorsal (collapse). Speaking about where youre at can help you bring back ventral state to the foreground, the beneficial state, the ability to have connectedness at ease.
I see you
I see me
Not being chosen
I see you having more fun
I see you walk by in your seducing scarlet jumpsuit casuallly dismissing me
I see your lips with a dark shade of  maroon moving and not a single moment of silence
I see your hazel brown eyes not even glancing  towards me
I see the red-brown of your hair but they face me
I see your long silver earings dangling and shaking as you laugh
I see the golden bracelets in your hand  slide back as you tie your hair
I see you
I see me
                             All alone
When you are nothing more than a second choice
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