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 Feb 2015 DustBall
axr
goodbye
 Feb 2015 DustBall
axr
I came here to write a goodbye letter
but then i couldn't type a single thing -
so here it is,

Goodbye.
I am not killing myself or anything, temporarily leaving this website.
 Feb 2015 DustBall
nivek
you spin me up
expecting heads or tails

but I have learned to levitate
 Feb 2015 DustBall
Rj
Untitled
 Feb 2015 DustBall
Rj
she and I had fleed around from each other for so long that finally we just got tangled up together and lay down
Carson Mcullers A Tree. A Rock. A cloud
 Feb 2015 DustBall
Liz And Lilacs
She looked more alive
dangling from the edge
than she ever had resting
in the lap of luxury.
Were we ever meant to live the ordinary life?
 Feb 2015 DustBall
The Jolteon
A silent emptiness
To rock us to sleep
The phone holds meaning
Only to which it is given
Popping up
Randomly like in bloom
It's hard to pin you down
I want you to see
Painted like a picture
I've kept smudge free
 Feb 2015 DustBall
PrttyBrd
In his hand he holds a heart
A heart that was once her own
It has no wings to fly away
To where the PrttyBrd has flown

Since it could not follow
It awaited the return
To dwell in the empty cavern
Of a love that will ever burn

Ne'er to be filled with purpose
As the cavern is sewn in steel
The fire will char the surface
Where there is nothing left to feel

She could not bear the weight
Upon her wings so frail
A heart so full of love
Returned to no avail

For it had beaten just for her
Though she never realized
She had thought she set him free
But epitomized his demise
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 Feb 2015 DustBall
GaryFairy
cellophane hearts, loving in parts
letting emotions be replaced
once numbness starts, feeling departs
every thought is on the chase

feeling so stamped on

cellophane dreams, hushing the screams
smacking thoughts that defeat
like reality vaccines, by any means
every day is on repeat
 Feb 2015 DustBall
Autumn Whipple
a girl walked up to me one day
well, a young woman really
she said that she had something to say
and what she cried was sorry

i was shocked, surprised
for what? i queried
i don't remember any past transgressions
so it didn't lessen
my bewilderment when she smiled
and said
for everything

a couple years later she walked up to me again
and said lets share secrets and be friends
and one after another the words just flew
tales of love and *** and horror too

she sat beside me
as i drank in her words and similes
a silent laugh kindled inside me
as adults we are still little kids
as i replied to her reckless bid of
let's share secrets and be friends
this really did happen, and it went surprisingly well. maybe it is easier to make friends as an adult than i thought
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