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Ben Jul 2023
I love you

But I'm afraid I love you too

Don't want to tempt you with a minor truth

I'm sorry for loving you.
A love for one, became for many and every woman.... i loved; i didn't lie about it.
Shanghai Jan 2023
You're the opposite of everything
But here I am giving it a shot
To know you personally
Not just by your stories

Who would have thought
A man who is endomorphic
With tattoos and piercings
Is afraid of blood and ghosts

You dropped those three words
And it felt like a bomb to me
But I chose to ignore the feeling
For I know you got carried away

Your words are too much to handle
Your actions and words don't line up
I know that you miss the feeling
And I understand you

If the universe allows us to cross paths again,
I wish I could still see those sweet eyes
Whenever you laugh when I crack jokes
Jokes that comes out of the blue at ten
Please tell me your name...

You're always around me, I feel we should acquaint.

I think I've known you a long time, a look, a glance and a funny feeling in my stomach when joy sparks.

Are you within me or from some external flame?

A strong internal burning, not fire but shame.
Nicole Dec 2022
Bittersweetness is burning
Holes into my throat like an instrument
Attempting to give purpose to this
Air that I am breathing in

But noise without melody is chaos
There is no direction, no beat
There is no sheet music to follow along to
And sometimes I just need to breathe

This life is brutal and beautiful
A weaving together of joy and sorrow
Made up of perpetual deaths
Today's finality is the birth of tomorrow

But I want to walk the world with open arms
Let all emotions fully wash over me
And when the waves inevitably block my vision
I'll know it's only moments before I can see again
need to get it out my system
spill these words in the dark
though they're out of sync and rhythm
but when our lips lock; im melting

when our eyes meet; im sinning
a deep emerald lagoon
i couldn't help but drown in
but then you showed me i could swim

parts disappear, we're under the same skin
where nowhere, everywhere & in-between
the things i hold inside comes unfolded
our breaths are held, tongues tied together

under this crescent moon you're mine to hold
under my scarred arms you can stay
under each inhales/exhales i will take you in
like a flowing ember back to its fiery hearth
Depression'
#writtenviaVenjencieArnold - (SacredInkedBlood)

I.
When your voice becomes raspy & dry with words that are empty, without meaning,
Your eyes still see all,
Your ears still hear all,
Oh, close my eyes goodnight
like you would to a soul that
says goodnight,
Stuff my ears so they may not hear the cries.

II.
Oh lay my body down so it may not fall,
I'm paralyzed without the slightest motion,
in the same token I'm filled with boundless emotion,
Movement of fears,
Movement of tears,
Oh lay my body down so it may not fall.

III.
I feel as if when you look at me I've become less than the puppet that I once was,
I feel as if when you look at me
you see a body stuffed with straw,
Oh lay this scarecrow down so it may not fall.

IV.
I no longer hold shape,
I'm bland without color,
I'm unable to stand on my own,
I used to be loved by so many that I've known, Only if my mind could follow my body's steps... no memory recall, Then
I won't know if you choose to let my body fall.

V.
My eyes hollow like those of the hollow
stuffed men,
My heart is beating, I'm still bleeding,
I'm full of emotion like an explosion
in the ocean. I have memory recall,
My ears still hear all, My eyes still see all,
Oh lay a penny on my eyelids to secure them that they may stay closed, Stuff my ears so they may never again be exposed.

VI.
Lay me down with the worn out scarecrows
or where the Lilly's grow, You may no
longer know that I use to be a human body with a brain, heart & soul, Oh just lay this
body low, Maybe God will soon take my soul.
~SacredInkedBlood ©2018
Cody Haag Nov 2022
There are many things to desire,
In this world of frost and fire.
I know not where to look,
Who is friend, who is liar.

Many paths exist, calling my name,
Some born in modesty, some in fame.
Despite this, I ignore them all,
Buried deep within my shame.
Grand Piano Nov 2022
I have since learned how to temper the storm that is me.
On the outside at least.
Inside however the wind still rages.
The waves still beat with an unforgiving furry.
I have not known stillness in quite some time.
With stillness, peace has also been a stranger.
Every day I fear that the storm I have caged will break free and show the world it’s wrath.
I bought a book whose prompt was to write about a storm.
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