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your fingertips were so cold
as they pressed into me
but I shut my mouth and let
you pull me apart
piece by ******* piece
just so you felt big
in your tiny little mind
but it wasn't
my place to question you
or your little things
and now that
you're gone I'm the happy one.
 Sep 2016 Sydney Marie
mikev
You were bubbly and great
at giving
gifts - You knew
what I wanted
before I wanted
it -
You presented
love on a silver screen
and I played the antagonist
Promising stars
not bloodshed or widespread panic -
You had pigtails and a short skirt
You bought me flowers and a new shirt
You thought I was magic but in fact cursed
everyone around me, because the truth hurts
when it arises after a set of lies -
Oh, a set of eyes
bright
and wet
I miss.
 Sep 2016 Sydney Marie
mikev
I do stuff
I pet dogs
Smile at babies
Make cash deposits
I work
I hear voices and I talk
to voices -
My voice, isn't me, it
isn't as deep, it's
As if the ideas - I think
are universal
Some cosmic case I cracked
has me a prisoner -
people say, it's a small world -
and I agree.
 Sep 2016 Sydney Marie
mikev
I'm told, my smile is contagious
But I think I caught it from you
Maybe it was the way you'd hold my hand, with patience -
I knew, I was into something with you -
Maybe it was the Autumn breeze
with death on its teeth - chills of a dying star -
Maybe it was the darkness under trees -
bright stars, always out of reach -
Maybe, my mind has a mind of its own.
Just maybe, she'd like one night alone.
Maybe, just maybe, I should have hung up that phone.
But lately, baby, I wonder where you have gone
I wonder, where you have gone?
 Sep 2016 Sydney Marie
mikev
i don't
 Sep 2016 Sydney Marie
mikev
sleep
Like I used
To - Wake
Up like I
Used to -
i don't -
Need
It
Anymore.
 Sep 2016 Sydney Marie
mikev
where i'm from,
we put towels on windowsills to keep out
     the cold -
dad replied

where i'm from?
we kept towels on the windowsills to hold in
     the heat,
mom beamed -

where i'm from, it's
     hot
and it's
cold
and i just need
some
fresh air
 Sep 2016 Sydney Marie
mikev
took the day seriously
i was at a glass desk
with a glass heart
s h a t t e r e d
piecing it back
together
with each letter
i was
learning from sewer traps
and breathing smoke with words
i was chaos like a tumbleweed
 Aug 2016 Sydney Marie
Phia
Why do I try so hard
To keep you in my life
When clearly you have no desire
To be in it?
Her skin
Soft like a newborn.
Her legs wrapped around my waist.
Her eyes are staring into mine
I see the stars forming.
In her cornia.
Her body heat
Slowly elevating mine.
Her lips tight against mine.
She is all I've ever wanted
And here she is
Upon my waist.
Upon my body
upon my mind
Here she is,
Her muscles tightening
Her breathing rapidly quickening
Her soul flying
Her lovely sighing.
She is all I've ever wanted
She looks so perfect tonight.
She seems to always know
just what I like.
Her chest up against mine
Her heartbeat strong
Her breaths now so long.
And it is everything for me
Not to lose myself.
She is all I've ever wanted
She is the one for me
And she cried the day
I got on one knee
Here we are
Alone tonight
My hands on her curves
Her hands gripping tight
She is
Suduction
But my, I dont mind
She can have her way
After all
She is all I've ever wanted
 Aug 2016 Sydney Marie
N
A curtain of black hair
drapes across her
utopian face,
her lips pursed
in concentration.

I ask,

what are you
writing about?

and her mouth curves
into a deadly smile.

She says,

"A compilation of 21st century
horror stories and other
*catastrophes."
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