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The rhythmic tapping
Of children's feet
A heart monitor
Flatlining
Pale broken fingers
On deadened keys
A muted buzz
Mosquitoes hum
The bated ticking
Of a car engine sitting
A haunted melody
Of gasping breath
A heart against a ribcage
The crunching of gravel
Cool water trickling
Leaves whispering
A lone voice singing
Blistering wind

More than just sounds
I feel them now
After darkness
Light is more than colour
Life is different afterwards.
I'm so lucky
To have a nerd like him
As my unforgiving
Father

I'm so lucky
To have a doll like her
Laying in my
Lap

I'm so lucky
To have an idiot like me
Living in my
Head

I'm so lucky
To have a world like this
To hold me
Up
There's a good song somewhere out there.
Cat Lynn May 16
Trying to do it right
Don't let the anger ignite

Trying not to set it off
Avoid it, I know it's my fault!

Can you back away?
Before I blow it into the fade?

Because I swear I'm trying
To stop this anger from striking like lightning



Trying to do it right!!! Alright?
Without picking up the knife tonight!

I can't KB, I'm tempted, I'm crazy
It is a bomb, ready to burst... I don't want it to hurt

Trying to do it right!!! Him in Sight!
My emotions have turned into explosions in the sky

Try... Trying to do it right...



Trying to do it right...It's what I have to do
Trying hard to put out this flaring fuse

Trying to blow it out
Before it burns this temple down

Can you keep the gasoline?
Many galaxies away from me?

Don't wanna light it up in flames
And have it break down the love that Christ gave...



Trying to do it right!!! Alright?
Without picking up the knife tonight!

I can't KB, I'm tempted, I'm crazy
It is a bomb, ready to burst... I don't want it to hurt

Trying to do it right!!! Him in Sight!
My emotions have turned into explosions in the sky

Try... Trying to do it right...



Sometimes I fail and I blend in with the ash
Beauty from the ashes is the catch
It takes time to refine a jewel
So don't take me for a fool...
I'm trying to do it right alright? ALRIGHT!
Reforming to be a weapon to FIGHT!



Trying to do it right!!! Alright?
Without picking up the knife tonight!

I can't KB, I'm tempted, I'm crazy
It is a bomb, ready to burst... I don't want it to hurt

Trying to do it right!!! Him in Sight!
My emotions have turned into explosions in the sky

Try... Trying to do it right...
I am fighting...
It'll just take time... remember that...
Trembling as if I am cold
Intensifying with no control
Heart racing at the speed of light
Dazzled like a deer in the headlights
walls closing in
Voices from within
Twisted in a knot
Air stuck in a clot
Clocks ticking
Water dripping
Explosions in my head
Is it time for bed?

By
Coco 07
The Feelings of fear.
Karisa Brown Mar 2018
You ever felt
Your other half
The person so rare
Made only for you

Their energy
The exact compliment
Their words
Already set in stone

Their wheat
Fielded earlier
When you and I
First began

This was many
Many meetings
Before and after

You never forget
Your other half
Viseract Sep 2017
You can take my life,
Or even give me death
You could be the knife
I'd gladly bare my chest

This mind of mine drives me landmine crazy
The hell yes, the hell no and the hell, perhaps and maybe
I manage to always be tired and upset
But better yet, happy and full of rest

Always but never cold and alone
Never but always warm and fully emptied of hope
This contrasting contradiction can predict and comment
Why i may just die on my own, surrounded by water,
Boots of cement

(But i don't really, but really do want to drown/breathe)
hear my name

spoken from your insides

faster

than you'd ever known

watch your mask shatter

into pieces

with every moan

wonder, what the hell was that

in other words

redefine a word

'***'

there's a reason I'm known

watch your mind fall into a beautiful mess

let me make love to you

let me make art in my zone

let me give your nerve endings

your dilating pupils

firework explosions

lustful erosions  

with every touch

you are the canvas

yielding to my brush

let it dance in your bloodstream

let me trace your scars

free you through sensations

you've never felt so far

my voice is your fast shallow breath

your ribcage my opera house

your body holds sanctity

you're a chapel

to me you may confess

you call

I call

we arrange it

we're in love with discreet

it will take us hours

it goes beyond sweeping you off your feet

you won't stop wanting more

it's like *******

you'll feel my breath

through a phone, you'll

remember the heartbeats

their pace

the fiery red pulse lingering

in every spot of your face

I will love you

if you show worthy

with every atom of my body

but out of every woman, still

I have not met you

so I paint

with courtesy

and, so, let my primitively artful soul

turn you into poetry.
Alienpoet Sep 2016
Explosions onto the page
Instead of rage.
The pen stems the violence
Scribbling kills the silence
Sometimes this skin and bone
Is a cage.
The war we rage is to be heard
The pitter patter of words
Which fall like rain
Permeates our soul
Like small explosions of raindrops
Which explode onto skin and the ground.
monet vanbuskirk Aug 2014
Pow
I've been in a hurricane
since I met you
And it's been proven that I must learn to live in this storm
Endure the fog
feel it's currents
it's waves
it's paralyzing winds
But when we're together it subsides
Everything stops
The center of the storm
And I wonder how I could ever leave
Or remember how to breathe
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