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  Jul 2015 Stellar Notions
grace
I can't
I can't keep living like this
every breathe I take is too harsh
too sharp not to give my lungs papercuts
too abrupt not to startle my heart like,
"wow, you really made it this far,
you're really going to keep breathing?"
and with a sigh goes the life from my eyes

I'm empty
when I want to cry I feel nothing
when I want to feel nothing I feel everything
either way I sit in the shower
watching the water pull hope, motivation, energy
down the drain with it
and with the water goes the light from my eyes

I'm lying here, feeling nothing.
I'm lying here, too exhausted to care
too tired to deal with the fact
that this is what it's like to spiral downwards
too lifeless to care about this life anymore
  Jul 2015 Stellar Notions
grace
I don't know when this storm will let up
these heavy clouds
dripping with acidic rain
looming above me
these dark masses
dropping silent bombs
onto my skin
this choked breathing
this sense of drowning
this water up my nose
this hair dripping wet
these clothes clinging to my body
this storm I can't do jack **** about
this broken umbrella
this soggy box of cigarettes
this wet, cold, life of mine
is so ironically occurring
during the summertime
Wake me from my slumber
Day by day I become number
I don't know what to feel
I am losing my will

I find it hard to carry on
My heart has turned into stone
I try my best to revive
I hope our love will survive

Wake me from my sleep
I don't wanna go deep
I must get out from this sadness
So we can get through the coldness
  Jul 2015 Stellar Notions
steven
Seconds fall fast
fleeing forever I
feel evermore forgetful—
we dance on our delete
buttons hoping all is
well capitalized forever
assuming quality can be
quantified like ***** drug
money, stopping to wonder
why fear is America's Most
Wanted why nothing sounds
infinite why I hide behind
commas why thoughts don't
shoot like bullets how
poems are made when the
words will finally flow
free of doubt, full of fantasy,
fighting the force of friction
I feel the world falling fast
as the mind collapses like
pillow frames a second too
long, a spark too alive—
we live for sightless speed
Fatal attraction
Oceans  turning red
The battle of the broken bottles that are as empty as your heart
An eye for an eye
A wish for the lost
A prayer for the found
The music for the hearing
And a torch for the few that wander in the darkness of the caves where the zombies  of the broken hearts  have accepted their fate - Heerings July 2015
  Jul 2015 Stellar Notions
Emily Jones
What do I do now?
When all my obligations are over
The school bells have  rang their final tune
The cap has sailed the air flipped over
Back down into the mush
Of payments
Uncle Sam coming to collect it’s due
I want to be free to live
See those distant shores travel those far off places
And exist in the floating twilight of possibility
I am scared that my dreams will only be that...
A dream
In another life another place
With a happier me..
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