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Lauren spooner Sep 2014
In this electric moment of sanity
I see everything as it is
I see the reality of things
With the beautiful haze stripped away
And when I blink, it is still there

I don’t know if the air I’m breathing
Is the same air that surrounded me
A moment ago, but it feels different
I feel heavier, like every step
Makes footprints in concrete

If I close my eyes for long enough
Sometimes it will go away
This clarity, this unrelenting realism
Maybe I’ll feel lighter again
If I close my eyes tight and think of flying
NicoleRuth Jul 2014
His lips moved fiercely against mine

hands exploring the planes of my body

tickling me as his nails grazed lightly on my stomach

I pull back gasping lungfuls of air

moving my hair to clear my vision

I look into his eyes

Searching..

for what I still don't know

whatever it was, never revealed itself to me

I sat there disappointed

my clothed dignity in tatters around me

my nakedness bare for carnivores to devoure

Buried deep in my mind a small voice pipes up

'this is wrong' it says

reminding me of the despicableness of my act

Closing my eyes I try to shut off the **** voice

yet it grows louder each second

this was not what I needed... It was not what I wanted
Amitav Radiance Jul 2014
Rip off the masks
Veiled remarks are scathing
Speak from the heart
The words that do not hurt
Come with true identity
To instill faith in humanity
Koe Jul 2014
I love...
I hate....
I like....
I loathe....

Two complete opposites on this scale of human emotions
What lies in between
Is it acceptance or tolerance
What better person to ask than one's self

When those shades meld, what color is formed
Love is often the passionate red
While hate is the unapproachable intimidation of black
Is it the same as the mother earth or the same liquid that flow in our arteries

I still don't understand these feelings that I feel for you
I hope that perhaps as I get to know you
My vision clarity will be unblurred
That it will become more vivid as I notice more than monochrome nor the neutrality of angry red
seasonalskins Jul 2014
why are we so obsessed
with fixing ourselves
or finding someone else who will

we're not puzzles
or riddles
or broken

we're not really lost
we're wandering
we are travellers

we're neither things
we are human
we are feelings

we don't need someone to
complete us
or fix us

stop trying to convince yourself
that you need for someone
to replace that loneliness

darling,
light a fire
and let yourself feel the warmth
Wolf Irwin Jul 2014
A picture is worth a thousand words but a word can paint a thousand pictures,
Depending on where you stand with your current emotional mixture,
Is it really so hard to Imagine everything isn't what we see?,
But only a picture in our minds of what we really want it to be?,
Intentions are energy made manifest by the way we carry on our day,
Reality is simply a karmic dance and we choose what music to play,
There's this indescribable beauty hidden in and all around,
What vibrates in our minds and hearts came from the sky and ground,
How small we are with endless space lurking in waiting within,
We really are deep vast oceans with our bodies as layers of ice so thin,
I wish so bad you could come with me I want to take you to the quiet,
But we can only meet there in harmony once you have decided to try it,
Thoughts are like food we can pick and choose which ones to digest,
The complexity of simplicity is clarity when we finally put our minds to rest.
Angela Mary Pope Aug 2013
Don't you chirp at me.
Eyes closed, the sun stabs her in the mouth.

The taste of fear fills her face as everything come back;
she vomits a good while,
memories stirring and playing themselves in the tune of a forgotten sea
(cause times are changing and that's just what they do).

spit. trust. trust. spit.

Waves crashing against a wall of recollection in a way
that is meant to be kept for the punitive and the exiled.

The train blares outside somewhere
fuzzy focus dissipates quickly
and this slowly comprising function of clarity
comes to a screeching halt as it begins to pour in.

In some state of bewildered entitlement
Nickols Jul 2014
I look up to everything you are.
My vision of clarity.
I've loved you for so long.
My song of familiarity.
I believe in you.
Even when you didn't ask me to.
I found my prosperity with you.
A river of hope, flowing endlessly.
Tylie Jul 2014
It's 4:20 a.m
and I'm wide awake
my thoughts consume me
a little bit of ***** does me no good
my feelings are still circling
i think of you
all of you
within the world of everyone else
i wonder how we became to be
is it a blessing or a curse
or something that will grow with time?
the most we can do is trust ourselves
and know what WE want as individuals
I know what i want
do you know what you live for?
your feelings are captivated within the world of substance
every buzz you can get
i worry
for you
i long for the MAN i once knew
the strong, hardworking, goal-seeking man
i know you are there
you just need to trust in the essence of patience and timing
the world is boring at times
and with that you need understand
that the good times come in spurts
enjoy the love, silence, and slow moments that flow
in the evanescence  of peace
we are here to hold each other
but one cannot hold the other up for life
i need you to carry the work too
its me and you
not me
and you alone
we need each other
now I'm rambling
you know what i mean
Pools of anguish overflow
   a solemn, silent dirge
From the opaqueness of my soul
   all my fears converge
Pretty lights on the horizon
   blotted out by rain
Is this desolation
   or could lucidity be so plain?
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