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Sarah Gammon Sep 2016
Uncertainty;
A nagging feeling in the pit of your belly
eating away at any remaining sanity
as you question everything constantly.

It is sweaty palms and legs that are shaky
short breaths from a chest closed tightly
as you live calamity after calamity.

It is fear of the unknown possibilities
that plague each day with negativity
as it eternally resides in me entirely;
uncertainty.
Copyright Sarah Gammon 2016
Diána Bósa Sep 2016
Back in those days, who
broke your wings that now on, though
you are healed at last,
you cannot even bear the
sweet thought of flying itself?
Jules Aug 2016
and it is the worst,
y'know,
that descent into silence,
slow and all at once, they say,
that sudden shaking sadness.

it springs outta nowhere,
see, that pounce, that shadow consuming,
and see,
suddenly you’re hollow.
suddenly you’re gone,
or you wanna be gone—
like my heart’s tryin’ to pound
only my chest’s on lockdown
and no words’ll come out my mouth;
see now,
it just seems
there ain’t nothing i can do.

nah, see, i’m sorry, just—
some days,
i am consumed.
intensity twelve: and my mind too is in calamity.
Jules May 2016
it is bad enough by now
that i can pinpoint when it starts.
the slow ***** of downhill.
the soft lull of descent.
it is quiet and deep and pulls me in without a thought,
a noiseless explosion.
i explode,
but only inwards.
i crumble,
but only from within.
there is no collateral damage
except to myself.

and in this knowledge,
i would excuse it as okay.
who cared, anyway.
it was okay as long as i kept it silent;
a survival that only goes one-way.
shows only one side.
i would wait for the storm to pass with baited breath.
for the earth to stop shaking, the waves to quit crashing.
ran, lost.
tried to find a way out of the calamity
that was myself.
do as i say
never as i do.

in other news: guess this means i broke the creative block :)
The air rushes out of my lungs,
Making an involuntary exodus;
Or rather, this bad news purges the air from my body.

Purges?

It tackles my breath and-
It grabs the oxygen and forces it-
It shoves the wind right out-

This calamity leaves me unable to say how I feel.
Seán Mac Falls Mar 2016
Mankind built vain dream
Vast cities at rising seas
Faces upon water
Kate Ballalatak Jan 2016
let go of the things not meant for you,
but hold on tightly to the things that are.
allow yourself to feel the pain when your heart biffs it,
but don’t let the pain hinder your growth.
you are an open wound.

the rain will sting.
but the blood will always wash away.
Cody Haag Dec 2015
I'm ready to go the mile,
Delve deeper into loving you,
Despite life's troublesome tiles.

By no means is our relationship perfect,
Because like anything worth having,
It possesses some defects.

The difference between love and infatuation,
However,
Is sticking together through calamity and elation.

We're unorthodox, I know it's true,
But no one can get me like you do.

Hold my hand forever,
Until our lights go out,
And the dust settles.
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Siyang tinalikdan ang sarili't
Inagos ng sariling mithiin,
Nagpatangay at yakap ang iilang kalansay,
Maging dibuho ng winaldas na pagkatao.

Doon sa eskinitang hindi na masilayan
At sa mitsa ng pamumukadkad ng bukas,
Siya'y nagmistulang ahas
Nanunuklaw ng estrangherong
Minsan na rin siyang binalasubas.

Hampas lupa --
Walang malalaking pader ang di nagpayanig,
Sablay man ang agos at may iilang nakaligtas,
Wari naman nila'y siya'y magbabalik.
At sa pasunod pang yugto,
Sila'y magsisipang-tampisaw
Sa putik na uhaw sa sansinukob.
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