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All I ask
When you
Leave
Is
Just
One thing..

Just
One thing
For me..
Please?

In your story
Please be
Happy
Make every
day
A
New page

Write yourself
As the hero
And everyday
Save your
Princess

And in
Each and every
Chapter
Fight for what
You know
Is right

And..

I love you..

So for me

Please..

All I ask
Is that
You
Make your
Story
Epic
Happy endings start with silver linings. I promise, you will find one. Xoreox
at a certain time and space,
the density of absence
threw me off my axis.
i felt like atlas,
bridging the gap between
theory and praxis, text and world.

© Matthew Harlovic
He molded me in his hands, rough and scary
Just the way he wanted me to be

He sat for hours at the pottery wheel
What he didn't see was the real me and how I truely feel

He doesn't care about my perfect imperfections
If I'm not the way he wants me, he sees me as infectious

He molds and molds while I blankly stare
I should leave and my feelings I would spare

*the sensation makes me not care
It's kind of bad but you know it's just what i came up with.
 Sep 2016 Sydney Marie
Claire
its been so long since I’ve written you down
and since, there have been other you’s that have
come and gone
like these seasons,
steady

so now it is Fall again,
the time last year during which my heart was aching
as you vanished from my side;
I stopped and watched as
you went;
you went so
slowly

i stand now, still abandoned
like a tree from its leaves
but I do stand,
and I wonder what you’re doing now,
but only for a moment
before I continue walking;
listening
as the leaves that were silenced
crunch beneath my sentimental feet.
hello, its been a while
 Sep 2016 Sydney Marie
Liz
Walks
 Sep 2016 Sydney Marie
Liz
I find myself pacing
Or staring at nothing,
While i can't slow my thinking
Or find a pattern in my breathing.

I'm no less lost
Than I was last month,
And no less terrified
Than when I broke
All the promises
I had made to myself.

My tiny room
Can't hold me
For too long.
My expansive thoughts
Bounce off the walls
And back into me
Until I decide to
Find some place open to think.

And I walk all alone
I lay in dark open fields
Or on benches by water,
Hoping my thoughts will get lost
In the landscape
And forget to return to my head.

My eyes fill with anxiety
As I forget to breathe.
I make sure no one
Can see me
Than I let the anxiety
flooding my eyes roll down my cheeks.

The cold breeze
Reminds me to breathe
And I'm back in the grass
Hoping you're thinking about me.
But why did you leave?
It's cold without your presence,
I'll wait for you here.
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