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melody Aug 2018
the warmth from loneliness never felt so cold and cleansing
the warmth from two hearts colliding never felt so caressing
smiles stretch wider than the sky and i can’t help but swallow up the ones i hold dear
past, present and future all in my windshield and at the tips of my hair caressing the air i breathe
it’s always been preconceived
the pain the consciousness and the way we bleed
i’m a nomad in the desert feeling like an ostrich feather
freedom just isn’t as potent as it once was
and my dreams are a little more out of reach
but i’m still the wanderer whose ideas are clean
all the eyes that radiated love, i never forgot
because you showed me some kindness in places i forgot
the adventures that shook the time and the tunnels that gave us vision
i handled the concise misunderstanding that led to my downfall
it led me to a waterfall up north where the weather isn’t warm
saturation was gone but i still felt like i was home
i’m going home
i haven’t been there in a while and i’m sorry
please don’t worry about the nights i’ll never show
i’m co-existing with the night
he’s showing me the beauty that comes with walking alone
i made a home inside my bones
the address is tucked into the underlying of my sternum
i don’t apologize for the pictures i’ve burned and the bridges that ignited along with them
i live my best life when i’m desperate for a solution
we’re all just warriors of the unknown
traveling in a stream of nothingness trying to find out the art of everything that’s unknown
there is no home for the outgrown
melody Aug 2018
sweet words i don’t eat them up like i used to
i hunger for something more like the fire in your eyes
tell me what makes you feel alive and i’ll tell you all my secrets
text me in the morning and text me goodnight
everything feels like a dream against the daylight
i sometimes mistake today with history
and these days i crave mystery instead of predictability
take me further
drag me further into the unknown
i promise i’m equipped
to survive
i’ve already died a thousand times
it helps me shine when i come back to life
you can’t **** me
thehiddenwriter Oct 2016
Feel my love,
feel my pain ,
feel me .

Feel my anger ,
feel my sadness ,
feel me .

Feel my screams ,
feel my cries,
feel me .

Feel my skin ,
feel my wounds ,
feel me .

Feel
feel and just
feel me .

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