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Delusional Minds Mar 2015
I can't see you there but I feel you,
I know that you're near cuz I hear you,
I say i'm not scared but I fear you,
tell me to beware and I still do,

I feel you,
slowly burning me alive,
every exhale surfaced to the skin comes from deep inside,
I can feel you swimming in my mind torching both my eyes,
drilling in a little deeper every time,
feeling it subside just to come back full force and give a rattle to my life,

electric charges running through my body,
faces all around, I can hear em calling,
being hollowed out, now I think im falling,
dropped me underground so they can see me crawling
on broken knees-
Cecelia Francis Jan 2015
I dance with
body electric
blue and
sliding,

Let me
teach you:

Yoncé flexin
-*******,
*******-
hands up
hips rolling
like loaded
dice

Song over.

9-5 just
to stay alive
another month
i Nov 2014
and this is the part
where i realize he's
not even worth my tears
or the scars on my wrist,
his eyes are not worth
my pain, and his
sweet smile isn't worth
my sadness.
                                         *but everytime i look at him,
                                          this feeling appears, where
                                          i can just leave my world for
                                          a second and enter his, where
                                          i feel almost infinite standing
                                          next to him, where all i wanna
                                          do i hold his hand and kiss his
                                                               thin lips.
ugh m.
Sebastian Nov 2014
Electric echoes
endlessly enter the air.
Enemies enter.
dun dun dun!
JW Harvey Oct 2014
This current resistance
in our duel circuit is
measured in ohmmms
of my meditated solace,
Mediated by the breaker
of a once-broken man
wary of a blown fuse
too burnt to salvage, a
lost cause to discard,
Replace & repeat with
each carless disregard of
the whattage we're wired
to handle, may a switch
on to off when overblown
prevent the spark that
burns down a home.
Angel-Grace Oct 2014
I want to love you but you're like artwork
Like a masterpiece with the most exquisite detail
Something you can't help but marvel at
As if God created you just to show us how beautiful heaven is
So utterly perfect that touching you would be unthinkable
Like one of the most deadliest sins because you can't risk ruining a single fiber of your being
But I love you so much
My God, I love you

I need to love you because you are my oxygen
You are the blood in my veins making my heart beat
But it's beating too fast
And I don't know how to look at you and not feel like my ribcage is trying to open itself up to let you in
And it hurts so badly but when is love ever a walk in the park
I have been crawling on my knees down this broken road just for the chance to hold your hand
Just to feel the temperature of your skin as it courses through me like an electrical shock
So please love me
My God, please just love me
Eva Fox Aug 2014
The Earth is purged:
Human ghosts
Once hung in elemental pores
Have been released,
Ascendant from dirt
And salt.

Evening vespers complete
After one-thousand years
Of denial,
They take flight into ether,
Each ascension signified
In violent purple hues,
Clean breaks.
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