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Stages and Ages Nov 2014
Sometimes I’m scared of the archangel
Because he looks so much like Lucifer
I’ve wondered how much he’s fallen from the grace
That God so much wanted him to have

Sometimes I lie in bed and overthink until my head hurts
Because I can’t stand to close my eyes
I’ve always wondered how much closer I am
Than from where I started yesterday

And its days like these
When all I can think about are the sins
I’ve committed
And all the pain I’ve caused

But sometimes I can’t help it.
Sometimes I  just
                              keep
                                       falling
Hoping someone will catch me
Sometimes I
                       keep
                                falling
Knowing no one will love me.
So I’ll just
                  keep
                           falling.
Asa D Bruss Oct 2014
Loneliness demonstrates everything totally.
To feel is to wonder; to dance is to plunder.
So take off your dress. It’ll do you no good.

Sleek silk off your body like a waterfall ******
falls to the ground like a puddle.
In the darkness you become the new moon;
unseen yet so...

I could not avert my eye, not for anything.

You touched me with the delicate stroke
of a single finger around my neck to my face;
too potent and mysterious to feel properly.

Then with a lurch I grasped you
like a magnetic vine whose very life force
is clinging.

We danced,
and gave
and give
to live.

A dream that I chase, is something I should not catch.
Rachel Olivia Sep 2014
It's hard to wait for something that may never come
It's hard to hear the tune of a song that's never sung
It's hard to not let go
When you're hanging by a thread

When you push feelings back so they don't enter your mind
You push things away that are meant to live inside
When you put yourself in charge and think that you're done
You realize the one that should be in charge is The One.

Sometimes He calls to us in a roar
Sometimes I can't hear Him while the rain pours
I know He just wants me to hold on to hope
But that's a hard thing to cling to when you don't even know how to cope

I wonder sometimes if this hard road will end
I feel often unsure of the twists and the bends
This body of mine is feeble and weak
But He is the strong one and I know He will speak

And this I have pondered many a day
Why I can't let this go, I cannot say
But this is one thing I know and I treasure
Whenever I fall, He says to me and all the world, "I will catch her."
mark john junor Sep 2014
she says she cant feel anything
as she is cutting shapes of butterfly's into the paper thin
draws little rivers i cant swim
but she smiles and says thats fine
cause she likes me long as i don't talk too much
'specially bout her childhood mutt
she dragged that mutt every place
had really sad eyes
he's somewhere round here i'm sure
just shadow of his former selves
just like me

just like me
but she don't seem to mind
we sit in the regulation standard size sunlight window
and i watch her while she watches traffic crawl
the hospital grounds an expanse of grass
that someday we will someday go play upon
someday when her screaming doesn't hurt so much
when the nurses don't linger to catch

her childhood mutt is barking again, i can see it in her face
she breaks out the soap but it wont help
she trims out another butterfly
out of the paper thin
it just lay there echoing silently
like her tears
i try to kiss them away before visiting hours are over
but there are allways more shapes of butterfly's in the paper thin
drawing little rivers i cant swim
little rivers i can't swim
(about a girl i knew a lifetime ago)
IncadesentCat Jul 2014
I tried to beat it
The sun.
Tried to beat it to the horizon
I looked up and saw it one day
I said "OH! what beauty! I shall catch it if it falls!"
And it began to fall.
So I tried to beat it to the horizon, where I knew it would land.
But it sank deep, deep into the ground.
And i mourned for it
I cried and crooned of it's beauty.
I begged of it to come back.
And in this depression I fell asleep.
When I woke, high high above me was the sun.
And I said "OH! what beauty! I shall catch it if it falls!"
Phew! been a while since I was here last, but **** that felt good. hope you like it.
Cecilie Andersen Jul 2014
I sometimes catch myself glancing at someone.
Then turn around, but I can't stop myself from staring back at them again.
The way people do something, and look so beautiful, without even knowing.
When they draw, when they do their homework, when they're watching TV, some people just always catch my eyes, and I can't help but stare at them. It makes me smile, and I kind of fall in love with the way people do stuff.
joyce knee Jun 2014
My blood runs still
but i am faster than
the river we used to play in,
flinging mud and catching minnows

I can crouch lower than
that mole hole
we dug up, a labyrinth of tunnels and scattered rocks

I can spread myself flat
and become the horizon
shining from all directions
but you'll find me at none

Think twice, blink later
keeps your eyes open
and your mind open wider
now you see me, now you don't

*Catch me if you can
Olga Valerevna May 2014
I dipped my skin in acetone to render it untrue
The look I have achieved - a simple shade of black & blue
I wonder if the people who can see it are surprised
But reckon there is nothing that will shock their states of mind
I haven't been exposed enough to feel them looking in
To ask them any questions I could even dare to spin
So if you want to look at all the flesh I've ever worn
I ask you to be gentle like you've never been before
I cannot bear the judgement of the people who are here
Who've come to make a mockery of all that I call dear
And yet I fail to move because I've paralyzed my bones
I guess I'll have to stand until I catch the final *stones
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