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Grace Urquhart Jul 2016
Im not sure who
I am
I don't know
Im disconnected
Who is this girl?
I don't know
Who is she?
Who knows?
I don't know
Im disconnected
We all think each other is
strong
But were not strong
The hard part about being "strong" is
That no one ever asks
"Are you okay?"
Nobody asks
We're disconnected
"Do you need help?"
No.
"How are you?"
Im fine
"Are you sure?"
Yeah im good
Nobody thinks
She could be dying inside
We're disconnected
Im fine...
Im fine...
I'd rather be in a casket
Than walk around one more day as this
Zombie
One more day
One more day
One more day
I just need to get through
One
More
Day
Then I realize
Its my fault
Im the cause of
My own demise
Im the
Artist
Architect
That builds these walls
These walls that I call
My home
or is it my
Prison
Cause im locked in this cell
And I have every tool to
Break the walls
But my mind is too
Clouded
By the storm
I don't see the
Rainbow
Forming
I've been
Living a lie
I want to be real
Authentic
Genuine
If im not real
I might
As well
Die
As Christians
We
Can
Not be
Fake
Plastic
Dead
I don't want to
Just exist
I want to
Build up relationships
That's what we're
Called
To do
its been such a long road
Been a
Wrong road
Acting like nothing is ever wrong
Sometimes
Its easier to love
Strangers
Than it is friends and families
Don't get it
Twisted
I
Love
Them
But I fight
So I don't get another
Wound
That I
Cant
Mend
What would happen?
What would happen if I showed you my
Scars?
Would you run?
Would you scream and
Say
Cover them
Because we all have scars
We've been trapped behind bars
That we Cant escape,
Or we didn't know
We had the power all along
To escape
But we buy into the lie that we're
Powerless
Hopeless
Worthless
Not in the eyes of
Jesus Christ
I've been searching for
Approval
Since my earthly daddy left me
And my family
I always wondered
What he saw in me
That would make him so
Angry
Desperate
Hungry
To leave me
Abandon ship
I want to make people
Happy
I live to
Please
I want to be noticed
Yet not noticed at all
This pain
Its like a disease in me
And I think that's true
For many of you
Not just
For me
what kind of useful
Is a church
With
A disease?
Do we want to poison?
I want to
Help
Not please
I want to love
Not make people happy
With myself
Do you see?
make them happy
With the only one we should Ever try to please
"God did not give us a spirit of
Timidity
But a spirit of
Courage"
Power and courage
Anger
Born
From
Pain
Needs to be
Released
Im sick and tired
Of being in pain
On this road
Solitary
On the surface
I have it made
But if you looked
Inside
Im drained
I haven't been
Fine
In a long time
But in the church
If you release
The truth
Its a crime
When's the last time you heard someone
Speak up with
A prayer request that was
Confessing an
Affair
Or fantasies
Or homosexuality
Rare
But it shouldn't be
I can assure you
This kind of adventure is
Reckless
Crazy
Daunting
But it is so, so
Worth it
Lets be refined
Like silver
Purified in the burning fire
We're walking on a tight rope
Holding on for dear life
Afraid to look down
Afraid to fall
But if we lost our grip
And started to fall
Our father
Is
Right
There
He
Never moved
We're tired
Trying to keep ourselves admired
We weren't meant for this
We were
Made for more
More than a vicious
Cycle
Of
Fear
Speak up.
Women of faith
Speak up.
Men of courage
We don't give ourselves
Permission
To feel
We wear the mask
We let fear
Control the choices we make
It conquers our lives
Fear is a snake
A snake
In the garden
That we need to
Hate
Lets be
Transparent
If we're
Transparent
There is no way
To be accused
Of being a
Hypocrite
Be who you are
In
Christ Jesus
He knows
Everything
About you
Already
So
You
Have
A
Start
its much more
Lovely
When you can see the
Landscape
The sunrises
Sunsets
Flowers
And nature
Instead of
The dark
Grey
Dismal
Stones
Of the walls you built over the
Years
take his hand
Grab your mat
And
Walk
Julia Mae Jun 2016
i am really sad
i feel disconnected from everything
i feel disconnected from everyone
i feel no inspiration to go on
i feel no delight in these things i once loved
i feel like an empty shell
i feel homeless
i feel i have no place safe to rest my head
i feel so far away from reality
i feel dead in my bed

i feel really sad
Sally A Bayan Apr 2016

(Empty Gaze)





It was a journey, unwanted
you should've been with me, instead
i walked behind you
i sat beside you
not one bit did you care,
impenetrable, was your stare
i got dizzy from turning around
and ended in front of you, on the same ground.

your catatonic eyes, i sought    
your disconnected gaze, i  fought,
i waited, calmly
patiently,
stood there longer...your hand, i was scared to touch
you could've hopped, traipsed, dreamed too much
and i...could've been lost, in your world, on that old cold couch
our very own faded green couch....where, suddenly
unexpectedly
your eyes blinked and appeared startled
they seemed to have awakened
and challenged my stare
a frown surfaced
then a smile...brightened your face.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
oh, the fear is so great
an empty gaze must never again take place!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

you are now with me
next to me....the closest we can be
I feel the wind of your breath,
Your pulse, your heart beating
no more gaps, or spaces to keep us apart
our hands hold tight
bodies, softly pressed
as  we now lay together...
you hug me tight, i know you feel much safer
i hug you back...tighter  
i feel much, much better,
cause i'm now holding you...i've got you home,
we are both sheltered...in each other's warmth,
it matters not...we could lie, sit, or slouch,
the two of us...comfortably...in our own old couch.

It doesn't matter to me
where you had been

I'm begging......praying
no more empty gazes would occur
to part us............once more.




Sally

Copyright 2014
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
***have you ever experienced being "out there, roaming," even for a short time? Like, passing out, and watching, from above? Not at all like schizophrenia....but, like an out of body experience...or a momentary lapse in body functions...***
Leo Feb 2016
oh body, set me free
i want to be a whisper
anything but me
let me roam
just clouds on lilac skies
let me breathe gardens
and stars 'till the red sun rise
feeling disconnected
Marion Clarke Jan 2016
Fast cars and rubber skid tracery
Like line or heart beat stopper
Neo neon blinding light
An unnatural oasis supernova
-natural plight-

Speed seep, infused into
Impatient eyes – unnerved
Friction play light
Static electricity
Chemical energy
Emotional overdrive
Pounds one sound into a thousand ears
Record of a million heartbeats
All off time.

Pulsing net
Trapping light fixtures in a web
Of white lines and wires
New home for the modern ape
Eden is a million quarter acre blocks.

For every double tap of fear
One heart skips a beat
One fever breaks
Like drought break rain
And for one day
We’re clean.
Monika Dec 2015
Us two
separated by an invisible wall
that i'm not able to cross through
And connect
Maybe something's going on in your mind
So the efforts continue
'Till one day they collapse and find
a clarity to reflect
Oh yes.. i can make the words rhyme
and write a nice verse for you
But when it comes to communicating
all that I feel
I fail
as you choose to remain aloof
And drag me along
I fall
I fail this Love
Memo Oct 2015
Double tap - click - scroll
flashing images blind my soul
irregular noise interrupt my silence
headlines- punching lines- violence
hit, lost, awake in this lifeless stare

I look up to escape this mere reality.
oh! there's Clarity

her warm lips stretch a hug
while the wind dances to the birds chant
the rainfall has a yellowish red accent
hypnotized my existence
yet I remain lucid, alive, and disconnected..

- Memo
Lights off,
doors locked,
windows shut,
blocked off.
No sound,
no sight,
no love,
no light.
Sparks fly,
don't ignite,
separation,
blank life.
Years gone,
love lost,
never hurt,
at what cost?
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
Your garden was lush
   with poetic wildflowers
yet, darkness swayed its spirit
    'neath teeming salt tear hazes,
  tried to enrich the soil but
    ground cover was defensive,
hardened by winters' of
   contrary disconnectedness
For a good friend's special day...
SMILEY May 2015
You shot my heart out
I told you it'll be alright
It wasn't your fault
You didn't have to fight
Look at you now
You're addicted

I'm lost without your guidance
I need you to be the old you
I haven't talked to you since
The day you became homeless

I wish I could help
But I'm too hurt
And too afraid
To talk to your sunken in face
Your eyes all tired
You don't care
You're lost
A disgrace

I wish that I could hate you
Forget of your mistakes
Of your existence
But you're my sister
And I truly love you

We grew up together
We became best friends
But that's where our sisterhood got ****** over
You taught me the ways
The ways of living with no belief of an end
No belief of consequences
It's unfair
You're lost
While I'm close to my destination
Pain is inevitable, but suffering is optional
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