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littlebrush Aug 14
maybe if I close my eyes,
if I stop thinking
Maybe the world will stop turning with me,
like a friend

And in this magnificient pause,
in that glorious stop,

maybe we’ll breathe.
Empire Jul 16
shadows cloud the deep crevices of my mind
begging for their evil to be carried out
their very presence causes pain
a constant droning in my heart
as i try to ignore them
to stand my ground
they tighten their grip
and unsheathe their swords

some days i can raise my shield
but here's the thing.
One can only hold up a shield so long
One can only withstand so many BLOWS
GET OUT OF MY HEAD
please... get out.........................
God, I'm feeling   w      e
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Take the pain AWAY

.......

or..... if you could at least let me access.....

......something..........            anything.......­............

    A        N          Y           T         H            I                N             G   !!!!!!!

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if this can't be resolved something bad will happen; i can feel it
To all I abandoned, an apology may mean nothing

Forgiveness can never undo what has occurred

I went absent for myself, that I might find something,

While lost in myself, but I only found a word;

Sorry
Although there rests two days
                                                     of labour;

Two days
                 of toil;

Two days
                  of endurance.

Still,
         I will part the red sea.

I shall stand before adversity.

                 I will divide mine enemies.

                                       I shall stand and fight

                                                                           Fight 'til the death!
Got two days of hard work to get through. Let's get this done. Soon, I can run away and escape for a few days and just shed.
Arima Apr 26
I heard
from a friend
that fresh eggs are so wonderful.
Their yolks
A bright orange
And the taste
Out of this world
I wonder if the sun
Is
Like
that
too,
That
In another
Life
Dream
Universe
the sun tastes
Just as
different
Thinking about some things that I've been hearing and seeing
Ray Dunn Mar 27
How much I wish
For an open roof.
A chill cutting through my shirt,
When I’d give the wind
A pair or razor sharp scissors.

Speedometer climbing,
Like the shouts from my throat,
And my hands
Grabbing at the stars
While dangling from the moon.

But with a sputter, my car stops.
The engine dies,
I drop back down to earth.
I could still feel the freedom
Of the wind brushing my hair,

Perhaps the car will never start again.
I guess I’ll just walk.
Haha just some random thoughts!
Gira Mar 20
What’s the difference between escapism and avoidance?
“There isn’t one, they’re synonyms”
I used to think that too
Because I have been lying to myself for the past three years
“It’s just a quick break”
“I’m just winding down and then I’ll get things done”
And yet
Night after night
I find myself lying in bed at 1:30 am
Staring blankly at my phone
Watching anything I can get my hands on to escape
And scrambling the next day to get anything I avoided done
I think that I’m simply just escaping into another world
To take a break from reality
When really I’m avoiding everything that I need to get done
I’ve been lying to myself for 1128 days today
Because I cannot get myself motivated to do anything
I tell myself that I'll get it done in a minute
But I know it won't be done until weeks after it was due
I thought it was simply just escapism
But I am a devout avoidance practicer
There is a difference between escapism and avoidance
Because escapism is a temporary break to set your mind straight
And avoidance is escaping everything at any cost.
another S.A.D piece
Gira Mar 20
There’s a pile of papers
Sitting on my desk
Staring at me
Taunting me
Its eyes blink slowly
And I stare back
Wondering should I get started?
No, I’ll do it later
That was a month ago
It’s a daily struggle now
I’m not avoiding it, I swear
I moved the pile to the corner of the room
So it couldn’t stare at me anymore
The pile has gotten higher
taller
Looming over me
Disappointed that I’d rather read than finish them
Its eyes narrow and it frowns at me
Its stare boring into my back
Revealing the hole where all of my motivation
Dripping out
Drip
Drip
drip
I’m not avoiding it!
I’m not..
I...
But I don’t have any excuses to not do it
another piece I use for S.A.D
Gira Mar 20
Chk-! Chk-! Chk-!
Woosh!
The tree falls down and I gather the wood that falls
It fills up my inventory.
An imaginary world controlled by a few keyboard clicks and mouse movements
It’s not real but
It better than my real life
I’m an escapist of reality
Because anywhere else would be better than this
The pile of homework on my desk begs to differ
But I ignore it
I’ve been injured in a great dual.
One of mighty wizards and witches, all battling for freedom.
One of the medics heals my wounds, I watch as the skins magically starts coming back together
Good as new
As if it had never happened
I wish paper cuts healed that fast
There’s a dozen on my fingers from school work
But let’s not think about that! Back to the great fantasy
Away from my real life
Away from everything
My escape
After all…
my break hour isn’t over yet
definitely a minecraft reference
a piece I use for S.A.D
lauren Mar 8
Daring spirits search for delirium in a city of opportunity.
Enthralled by the endless possibilities,
The blinding lights and abandonment of time.
They crave excitement,
Yearning for the surge of adrenaline in their blood.
The sweet taste of freedom.
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