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we thought we could put a face to a name
a name to a feeling, someone to blame
a feeling to a knowing, an answer to the call
a nifty, attractive package for our souls, zero flaws
a list of our ingredients, nutrition facts and fictions
that nobody ever really reads or even really mentions

and yet we still hungered for something more
to be like children in the summer, like we were before
we kept searching for the answer to the popsicle stick riddle
we gobbled love up before we even got to the middle
so that the melted sugary slush dripped down our chins,
stuck to our hands like tar, like the blood of all sins

you loved me more than the rest but i'd failed all your tests
you knew that i'd already given you my best
love's sweetness was gone and i turned to run
your words tore through me, point blank, the damage was done
exhausted and unraveling, i cried tantrum tears till morning
knees scraped, wounds agape, i bled red dye #40
heart on fire, i came home still stamping out sparks
i was scolded and hugged for staying out after dark
and you climbed into your bed just like any other day
ignoring the spaces beside and inside you, you drifted away

and just like i always leave them before i am left
just like you always give freely and then accuse them of theft
we brought down the stars as we opened our hearts
but nothing could stop us from falling apart
in the halcyon summer when we glistened with dew
i confessed and undressed myself in front of you
and still you believed there was more i could prove
i became a stain on your mind that could not be removed

so i am the victim and the bully. okay? **** it, you got me
and i've spent way too much time being someone who's not me
but i've felt your heart loving, and i've felt your heart breaking
and the love that i have is all yours for the taking
because it has to be true, i have to believe
(and i know that you all must think me naive)
but love is always the answer when the question is "why?"
-to understand this simple truth i had to bleed myself dry-

when there was nothing left to believe in, nothing left to stand for
when all of my heroes were gone or on their way out the door
and i still woke up reaching for someone who was gone
when my shrink said i was better but i hadn't moved on
no, i was not fighting those demons for fun
from the depths of hell, I sought heaven in the barrel of a gun
but i put it down
for you
because i knew
we are one.

we are thinking the same thoughts and feeling the same beating heart
and inside of our human suits i bet you couldn't tell us apart
somehow you and i cannot cease to exist

nothing else in my head really makes that much sense.
To me it feels like a worm
Wiggling its way
Through my bloodstream,
Making it icy and cold
And my heart turn
To frigid emotion.

It makes its way into my
Mind,
Slowing the thoughts
In some parts,
But giving the other parts,
The nervous parts,
The parts that hyperventilate
And have panic attacks,
Caffiene.

Breathing gets hard
Because
I'm underwater,
Or underground.
Buried alive,
Or sinking slowly.

I.
Can't.
Breathe.

The worm,
The worst part about the worm?
It feeds on my life.
 Sep 2013 Skye Applebome
Marian
Life
 Sep 2013 Skye Applebome
Marian
"Life is hard. Life only brightens when we look on the brighter side."
-Marian
This is a quote that came to me last night
and it came back to my head this morning
so I thought I would share it here!! :)
Enjoy!! :) ~<3
i used to do

but now i don't

i used to will

but now i won't

i used to rush

into it all

but now i'm lucky

if i even crawl

i used to laugh

but now i cry

whenever it is

i look at life

i used to leap

when they said jump

now all i am

is a permanent duh

i used to see

through rose colored shades

now i count it lucky

if i'm even awake

i used to do

but now i don't

i used to will

but now i won't
Walking down the busy streets in downtown Madrid,
a father gives his hand to his son.
Alone as they are.
No mommy.
No wife.

They walk through the crowd. Faces just come and go.
The father's rutine this kid walks in awe.
The kid suddenly stops as daddy asks why?
He answers "Look, daddy. The princess of stars."

The father, confused, tries to find said woman,
but fails to see what his offspring just saw
for this princess does not wear fancy clothes or a crown.
She doesn't have a royal court or a gown.

The kid's eyes are glowing with joy and excitement.
He finds it hard to believe what his eyes just saw.
The most beautiful woman ever to stride before him.
The princess he's heard of in many stories before.

Dad doesn't understand what's special about this lady.
She wears high heels, bad hair and few clothes.
Cigarette in hand, red lips selling pleasure.
Sad look in her eyes, and in her heart just hope.

The kid lets go of his father's grasp.
Runs towards the lady with a smile on his face.
He says "Hello, my fair princess. I don't wish to bother,
but may I have one kiss? One I can't erase."

The lady, surprised, asks "Me? A princess?
I'm sorry, dear, but I'm quite the opposite.
But I'll give you a kiss for being such a gentleman,
and treating this lady like no man ever has."

She leans towards the kid. His eyes filled with joy.
She imprints the silhouette of her lips in the sweet boy's cheek.
Father catches up with his darling son,
and excuses his kid for any trouble caused.

She says, in the sweetes voice "I'll have to thank you.
Your son just came over and brighten my day."
He looks up to her, and they share a quick glance.
What happened next I'll tell some other time.
 Sep 2013 Skye Applebome
KYNG
Deaf of hearing
When these eyes of mine see beyond this sphere

Unconscious as i lay
I see your face
Your eyes; the brilliance of a million stars My heart longs for you,
But these iron bars

Sun rise...
But awake me not
For I have grown strong in this darkness
The light unveils my emptiness
The world says am a misfit
I know that she lies

For you see me as I am
A perfect mould of clay

Of clay we are made
But daughter of the earth
You are made of gold
Glitter, shine
A friend of Kings
A desire of Queens
The reward of Warriors
The heritage of Princes

"sit here I;
wondering...(sigh)
where does true love hide
when the heart is lost"

In the lonely soul of a peasant
Low, humble and meek
Like a sheep lost in the desert
Her love is hungry but weak

Clay meets gold
Now meets old
Dare not the spark
Unbearable is the flame
Too often two person from very different social class / status meet and a spark becomes an undying flame.
 Sep 2013 Skye Applebome
Zephyr
As the sun kneels down
its end coming

with a final breath
overwhelming beauty is expelled

before it dies for the night.
 Sep 2013 Skye Applebome
Zephyr
There is just so much
anger
and
frustration
built up at both
him
and
you
At how he does nothing
to
fix
anything
and you just make what you two have
so
much
worse


That I do...


*nothing
You - Start standing up for yourself at the right moments, stop going behind his back and making things worse.

Him - Actaully do something, because I'm starting to think you don't even care
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