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It's so easy to put people in boxes; draw lines creating side, there's 'us' and then there's 'them'.
Those that they feel comfortable with and those they don't; there are those with many chapters and those that have just started writing their own; those who have the will to do and those who are only doing what they can.
Those we share something in common with and those we don't seem to know at all but then somehow in all our boxes there's 'us' those who have tattoos, those who have been bullied, those who have bullies others, those who feel lonely, those who are madly in love,we who have overcome tremendous adversity—the lucky ones whose team may have won the championship this year, we with great self-love and some who have beat cancer and finally there's all of us created with great strength and beauty;together we shall stand—
shatteredpoet Jan 15
they glued labels
on my body
that won't come off
without removing pieces of myself
too
and it hurts
almost as much
as watching them
bend and twist
and break your
body
to fit you inside
a box your heart
has outgrown
Clyde Dec 2018
Last night
on a walk
minding my own business
I was disturbed by a stranger in an instant
she smiled at me
and handed me a box of donuts.

She had just closed shop
and didn't want to throw them away
and seeing me, she hopped
at the opportunity to give them away
to a passersby

And since no one else was around
she gave me all 3 boxes
each with 6 donuts covered
in cream, chocolate and pastry
filled with jam, cream and chocolate

My first thought
(after thanking her that is)
was who would I share them with?
I knocked on doors, but no one was home
to enjoy this treat
and considering my recent treatment
as my life has been passed though a blender
I thought
I'll eat them all myself

And so I walked and walked and walked
with boxes of donuts in my hand
back home the flock
bent over the boxes
and one by one they ate them
and one by one they gave them away

Except for me
for I couldn't eat a single one
because they contained milk
and I'm lactose-intolerant
gracie Dec 2018
Mom kept the cereal boxes on top of the fridge
out of reach from my thieving little hands
so I wouldn't spoil my appetite with
frosted flakes
But I'm taller now
5'5" to be exact
I don't even go on tippy toes
to grab my routine dinner of
cheerios and milk
to be eaten alone
in my room.
Vexren4000 Jul 2018
Boxed boxes,
Brought by buyers,
Bypassing bylaws,
Bystanders begging beggars,
To stop their boisterous begging,
Beasts berating beasts,
*******, beastly, bringers,
Bearing rings for ring bearers,
Loosing touch with world events,
Locking into self sustaining loops,
Cutting off contacts,
For the betterment of the whole.
©BAS
empty seas Jan 2018
you handed
me a box
and I said
"thank you"
like I was
taught to

Then you
waited
impatiently
and carefully
as I climbed
right into
it
I'm messing around with my style.
...
..
.


that ain't
an
star
rats
paint
can ajar
?

...
..
.
devine energy
can be found
pelletings
in
the
rats best
...
..
.
Izzy Oct 2017
I am torn.

Lines have been drawn for me.
Lines for me to exist in.
Lines for me to follow.

My life planned out by society from day one.

As children we were told to color in the lines.
The grown-ups were talking about coloring books, right?

Who knew such a simple instruction could become so sinister.
Who knew it would one day control our lives.

We're supposed to fit in these boxes.
But what if we don't?
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