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I'm glad to have history to look back on
I'm glad my heart did not pass in the last
minute of my life that I created,
It was an unpleasant thrill to live
and let go and to live again just
to look back on how I did not let go,

I am the heart to my heart
"I cannot live without you
and you cannot live without me"
said my heart, through its cracks

I promise, I heard it within the spaces
of each beat, I heard it whisper 'don't go'

- Kaya
AD Snail Oct 2016
Hear the drums that make up your iron heart,
Hear that thud and clang,
As someone pounds down on it;
Throwing it down on the unforgiving ground.

Listen for that musical beat,
That is slowly fading away.
How intriguing it is.

Only the angels that choose to hear,
Are the only one's that can hear that flawed beauty.
That make up your iron heart.
Airisgone Sep 2016
Can you hear me?
My slow beating heart
Cowering in the corner
Beat. Beat. Beat.
Slowly and gently like that
Take time and heal yourself
Tomorrow is another day.
I know it hurts
But bear with it?
Yang Abao Sep 2016
It's really strange,
how your heart could make you feel so deranged,
it's a fist-size muscle,
yet it can give you so much trouble.

I felt the world go silent,
somehow, inside me my heart's defiant,
I touched my chest with my palm,
I can feel it shouting, it is never calm.

I closed my eyes to feel its rhythm,
waiting to understand its symbolism,
And when my eyes were awake,
I know then, that my heart is an earthquake.
Inspired because of my Tachycardia
Idiosyncrasy Sep 2016
There are times when I'm with you
That my heart beats so loud
I stop and wonder
If you ever hear it too.
Give it TIME./m/
Your presence was like
3 beats per second on a drum,
each beat cleansed me,
the beginning of each beat
was the beginning of a new breath,

a breath that would be born
but would never die
you made me breathless
but somehow, and for some reason
it just made me feel more alive

-Kaya
Viseract Aug 2016
A rush, a thrill
Heart won't chill
Exhilarating
Mind debating

Should I stop or should I go?
Drop it high or drop it low?
Bass from lips to hit the floor
Reacting well, they want some more

I box the beats, I beat the box
Some say I ****, others I rock
I really really give no f_cks
I'll keep on going, I can't stop
I beatboxed on Omegle! it was ******* insane!
Ateri Aug 2016
Up, down, round and round
With sweet smiles and crescent eyes
Heads swaying, arms waving
It's what they'd call a good time
We're just trying to have fun
Up, down, round and round
Careless footsteps and delightful shrieks
Muscles tensing than relax
It's loud and proud
We don't care what they think
Up, down, round and round
Hair whipping frantically
Fists pounding excitedly
It's alright as long as they're entertained
We don't need a reason
Up, down, round and round
Tears gliding down a broken face
Rough hands pull up, push down, then kick around
Scrunched up minute body accented by shallow breaths and muffled yowls
Up, down, round and round
It might be a little cruel
But they all say life's unfair
*We're just trying to have fun
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