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Devil Atticman Mar 2018
Said the sword as the eye,
"My edge is the sharpest,
Quickest maker of greatest numbers."

So the squid said:
"Oblivion is the lip of my beak,"
And he was the sharper.

The eye, as the sword, set to the forge,
Forfeit to visions of keenness,

And became claimant to a wicked edge
Which shaved him of shame;
Which loved most the whetstone,
So he set back to sharpening,
Growing so fine as to slice the stone in twain.

In recoil, he knocked upon his plane
And cut himself from his steadfast cradle,
And was pulled silently
Into timeless unbecoming.
There are great lessons to be learned from fables. Short, deliberate fairy tales are delicious to me. I hope to do those flavors justice.
AstralPotato Mar 2018
Sometimes I wonder how it would turn out
For me to disappear
For me not to exist

Sometimes I wonder if you'll even remember me
Is it all a lie?
Is it an illusion?

I wonder what if
What if
Is all I wonder

Would you be able to recognize?
To miss or even remember?

I wanted to disappear
To the void
Where no one's around
To hurt me or console

I wanted to disappear
Atleast then I wouldn't feel
What I've been longing for
Longing for so long
Another past poem / song I've stumbled upon
Lily Mar 2018
Why do I feel so alone?
Why do I feel like no one understands me?
Why do I feel like no one knows I’m here?
Like I could just disappear and no one would know?
I feel changed, yet
No one notices.
I feel different, yet
No one cares.
I feel numb, yet
No one perceives it.
I open up, but you don’t hear.
I show you my feelings, but you don’t see.
Why do I feel so alone?
Why do I feel like no one understands me?
Why do I feel like no one knows I’m here?
Like I could just disappear and no one would know?
Maybe it’s because I’ve already disappeared.
Maybe I’m
Invisible.
Kwamé Mar 2018
I tell her
You been gone for a while
Why you keep disappearing?
She said I hate having to choose
Between being heartbroken
Or feeling nothing
Because I always choose
To be numb
And know it's wrong
Cuz I
Fell hopelessly in love
with the idea of you


Times with you
Were sweet escapes
From the madness
I call life
I've built walls
And kept my distance
But somehow you got past
My guard
Who knows where you'll end up
When my story is said and told
And I know that I've been told
But at the time I couldn't let you go
My heart goes cold
Because I know I've
Lost you to
Ghosts of my past
Indigo Mar 2018
I wonder
If i stick to the wall
With every part of my soul
Would it be
just enough
To merge these feelings
into stone?
Kathryn Rose Mar 2018
Imperfect child, imperfect man
Shouts from his father looking down with shame
Stuck in his head like demons in the flame

Giving the love he never found
Making family out of friends
Desperate for a full heart

Always searching
Never receiving
Depression looms
Trusting the demons in reality
Holding on to something he can't see
While paper crowds his home
Hoping paper will block the void he feels every day

Happiness existed
Only in the city of lights
Torturous summers, capable winters
She broke his dream

Immediate recognition does not come
Perseverance fading quickly

Screaming child inside him
Eternal college experience of brotherhood, beer, whiskey and Vegas trips
Living through the joy of children

Desperate to find a woman
A woman that won't die
A woman that won't disappear
Someone he won't disappoint
Daisy Hemlock Mar 2018
Would it be ok
To disappear away
Today?
Nayana Nair Mar 2018
Every night
I saw that girl
who roamed the dark streets
with eyes filled with smoke
and feet swaying with confusion and power.
With clothes that reminded me of night sky.
She was out all night
to paint the world
in the color
of her black beautiful broken heart.
The many masks of her
hung by her wrist.
They smile, sneer and look down
at the faceless shadows
that are bound to disappear.
And though it always puzzled me
how she could smile,
after breaking so many people.
I finally understood
how it could be so hollow
and so fulfilling at same time.
I finally understood all this
the morning when I woke up as her.
rosecoloredpoet Mar 2018
My heart is pounding so fast it could almost  escape my ribcage and blow up
My fingers are cold and white as if the life in them wasn't present
My face pale and tired from the lack of sleep
I don't know how long I'll be able to last

I put on a fake smile to cover up the overpowering pain I hide indide of me
I don't want to hurt them with my hurt
They won't ever see me cry
Everyone has their own problems afterall
I'll rather pretend like everything is fine

What more is there to do? I'll just silently try to push through this suffering
They can't help me only your love could but you've disappeared and my sanity disappeared with you
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