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Beebz The Queen Jan 2015
I tune the radio to a station I know won't come in.
Because it sounds just like the ocean to me.
And a fake ocean is far better than no ocean at all.
It sounds like a place so far away from here, so free.

I place blankets over my curtains, which are over my windows.
Because it makes me feel safe when I sleep.
And a bit of sleep is a lot better than none at all.
It seems this new habit I've formed, I'll keep.

I run outside every single time it rains.
Because the cold jars my lifeless body awake.
And some feeling is nicer than no feeling at all.
It hopefully cleanses me, for I know my soul's at stake.
Amitav Radiance Jan 2015
On this stage
Now the spotlight shines
Eager audience
Waiting for you to deliver
Speak loud
To reach all ears in the hall
Voice maybe sore
This is your moment
The spotlight may dim anytime
And shift from you
Leaving you in the dark
Fewer audiences
With your feeble voice
Only left to mime
Or maybe a few soliloquy
Life takes a turn, suddenly
Blame it on the spotlight
And fickle minds
That’s how life’s drama is
Curtains down
When we least expect
Tony Scallo Dec 2014
My eyelids are curtains
That cast a silhouette of my soul,
You're blind to what's behind them,
While they remain closed
They wait to open;

And the light will soon shine
Front and center stage,
An audience of people
To watch my life play;

It is a show, every single day
M Eastman Nov 2014
Tear down these red curtains
and let light into
eyes
grown accustomed
to melancholy

— The End —