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Still breathing
But gave up trying
Heart still beating
Though I feel I've lost my life
Living proof grief hits harder than dying

I don't want to stop trying
And yes, I'd love to stop crying
'Cause life can be so deflating
I spot the gleem of the razor edge
And it looks so inviting

I stole this pale horse I'm riding
Death defying
Wrath and vengeance shouldn't be so enticing
What will it take to get my life back?
Hell, was it ever mine?
I'm...
I'm having trouble remembering

©2024
Heather Mar 7
What’s a measure of a valuable life?
dignity;
Or knowing when to ask for help?
Is it clutched in talons of the oppressor?
Is it living fast and dying young all for a story to tell?
How many should watch over your rotting corpse?
Because in the end all our blood pools black;
The ink of our heart’s quill desperate to get out
Jeremy Betts Jan 12
I'm not afraid of dying
I'm afraid of the shame from trying

©2024
Zywa Dec 2023
My light will go out,

it couldn't get any darker --


Here I am. Take me.
Isaac calls his father and Abraham answers: "Hineni" ("Here am I", Genesis 22:6), a quotation from Isaiah 6:8 (the calling of the prophet Isaiah): "And I heard the voice of the Lord, saying 'Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?' Then I said, 'Here am I! Send me.' " On New Year's Day (Rosh Hashanah), believers repeat this answer.

Song "You want it darker" (2016, Leonard Cohen)

Collection "Over"
If I came to you
Wounded
Wound up
Winded
Weary

Then remember that I couldn't fight what I felt for you anymore.
Why battle beating hearts that besiege my pride?


And

If I fell to my knees

There would be no need to lift me.

You already have when you smiled my way.
Burying a vision of you in my memory.
On my gravesite, blow the pinwheel, so you could send my soul spinning to heaven with every breath you take.



Ifeanyichuku Okoro II © 2023
Firing squad. In the field.  You can always take my life.
I
Humbled and haunted
Decided to let go of my breaths
Hold on to terrible and troubled terms
My eyes
Bar tears from encroaching terra firma
For fear of being human
When told I was interstellar

I
Heavy and hollow
Created chasms between family, friends, and flirts
It's not a sign so cold
But a zodiac killing field sans air
Blame is solely on my solar surface
I'm burning with regret I refused to own
Because I didn't recognize the seeds I've sewn

I
Heart-ached and hoping
Resign to my final destination
Loved her
Continued to adore
Pouring out olive oil and anointing my tongue to release the finest psalms to surround her name
Blowing kisses to the wind to carry my dedication and declarations to decorate her skin

I
Halted
This Earth's praxis upon invisible axis
To view you
One last time
Before I die again.



Ifeanyichuku Okoro II © 2023
If I cannot cry, then take my eyes and exchange them for rain
jǫrð Oct 2023
He died here
And his soul
Says, with the
Sky,
"Look away
Child, avert
Your eyes,
From these
Continuous
Atrocities
You are
Powerless to
Change.

Look to the
Colors ive
Painted high
Those who
Could, will
Never help"
We admire
The sunset
And search
The astral
Instead.
The History: I sat where he was hit for a while, they say I shouldn't be upset, I didn't watch him die, I was merely there for the precursors to the event. How is that any better? I look away from the crosswalk, to my left. I see the sky painted the most gorgeous sunset each time I miss him. I weep, because this was all entirely preventable and everyone just looked away when something could have been done months in advance, after I said something. Now nothing can bring him back, and they just don't think about it.
Jamesb Sep 2023
Its strange how sound exists,
How silence fits around
The noise that may be far
Or may be near,
Yet always in the gaps
Within the noise
There is the sound
Of nothingness

I am noise and action
An assault upon the senses
Of everone it seems
In earshot or worse yet
Within the range
Of touch or eyes meet,
Close enough to sense
My inner turmoiled demons

Well soon enough,
Albeit not soon enough
For some,
My noise will diminish
My actions still,
And where I once crashed
About there will be purely
Blessed quiet.

Enjoy!
There are times when even for me, enough is enough
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