Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Gemma Mar 2019
The way you smell,
I’ll breathe you in,
that spot, just behind your ear,
where hairline meets skin.
You fill me with a fire,
That warms me from within.
I love the way you touch me gently.
Oh! But the way you throw me down!
Washing over me like the ocean,
and im so willing to drown!
I’m drawn in by your energy,
I can feel it pulling me close.
Like magnet to metal
like a moth to a flame
That magic I feel deep inside,
when I hear you say my name!
You’re not the only one,
A broken record playing those few words,
My thoughts dragging in circles, overrun.

All the late nights,
Watching all the flashing lights,
Nights filled with lust turned to rage.

Thinking of you,
Back when we felt the same,
Before you started disappearing.

Guess what, she rang today,
Boasting about your new family,
You don’t even know about the one you left behind.

A brand new life,
Torn to pieces by your inability to sit still,
You cut yourself out like a serrated knife.

My little sunflower,
With all the faith of Peter Pan,
Your absence won’t ever drown her.
Soxna la Donna Mar 2019
Love is like falling into the ocean.
You don't know how the sea will be.
But you already know the cycle.
Caught between peace and tumult
I try to swim, in your waves I drown.
I used to be caressed by your swell
Now i sink into the abyss till the end of us
I died in your depths, my existence is forgotten.
What am i ? I swear I were part of you.
I became a foreign body like anybody.
In my last breath i mutter “remember me".
I find peace in your darkness.
Love falls into oblivion.

"Love is a metaphor"
Written one year ago. I was jaded.
Empire Mar 2019
Something strange it is
To drown oneself
In darkness

From above
The waters seem
To sit in stillness
With a haunting gleam

One little dip
Is all it takes
To become infected
And raise the stakes

When you start
All you want
Is that little spark
From this, your jaunt

You take it slow
Maintaining control
You've seen what it does
To the heart and the soul

But then you grow tired
Of your little game
You start to go numb
The spark becomes plain

So, in you go
Just a bit further now
Up to your knees
You're in control, anyhow

One day you don't
You walk away
You hear its voice whisper
Calling your name

You aren't free
As you thought
To dip out as you please
It seems you've been caught

So back to the pool
Back to the rush
That now owns your soul
It will certainly crush

But now all you want
Is to sink in deeper
To let it wash over you
Let it be your keeper

So when you return
Again the next dawn,
You dive right in
And let it feed on

In response
To your cooperation
It offers release
From the desolation

Its words are all lies
You know this deep down
But it feels so good
You want to drown

So you do
Empire Mar 2019
I want to be good
I want to be smart
I want to be kind
Clever, beautiful, healthy...

But I also want
I want to destroy
I want to be stupid
I want to be reckless
Sick, twisted, crazy...

I want to be pure
But I want to do whatever
Will clothe me in dirt
I want to be responsible
But I chase anything
That offers a sweet excuse

I want to be respectable
To be strong and stand tall
But I want to drown
In anything intoxicating
To let me stumble and stagger
In ignorance and bliss

And all of this
Makes me so crazy
I want to be angry
I want to
SCREAM
Cherisse May Mar 2019
test me
my waters have remained constant
rippling, reaching
as far as the eye can see
into the horizon; the water surrounds me
my knowledge is useless
when drowning in these waters;
i can only flail desperately
as my movements create ripples
out into the open sea
all these efforts
all in vain
all in my vein
blood rushing out
like the sea, light then heavy
then strong
like the sea, with a strong smell of salt
this time, the waters are red
and they reek of iron

test my waters
they’ve been stained crimson
with my lifeline
exam week got me in a bad light
Next page