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MOTV May 2016
On an abyss
Myself
and existence
No more fighting, **** the resistance
Time has got me synchronized with the grind so daily I will do what I signed up for at the front door,
                                                  the paper said, "get the chedda."
The Paper said, " It gets better."

Did it on the nimbus,
Cloud 7 headed demon
Went in and gave the clause to the auditor who said "Oh yeah"

"The time is now, and the will in dow so pick up speed as we proceed in now."

O well taking it, "the plunge", Yahwey greater than anyone.
So I know, for, where I go, I can be back because I Am arose.

Fully penetrate your skull, with a ****** mind that minds and takes you to the limelight or life a sprite can guide just like a bull can be a ride.

Just like a fool can be wise, just like the truth can be a lie.

As I sigh, comes out winds of fury that vibrate that which is all around,
Trees fall, burn, turn to marijuana trees. Fold up your hands because you can't handle these.

Bleezies sparked, breezes call at the front door of the impala and now I drive off she is wearing Prada odd life we might make it if we change but blight stays long hard to go away when you stay strayed in a daze the days we play ball with friends but now we stuck in a tarpit of ******* and hemp left the club to crash the Benz they chalked the **** out the cement when I died and got shot and the body burned but the most high saved me as I perish I know I am weary be aware that you will beware me stair into faiths victim I am left in a grasped hand from the underworld the fingers seem to expand around this man burning around this hand fire grasping life again, but even in that presence.

I know Yahyah can save and I know that I ain't senseless a mess but I reap that of faith when I lept.
-df Jan 2017
These last few days
have been hard.
I've come to realize
that I'm not awake.
I'm living my life half asleep.
I just let the days pass
me by, and there's nothing I can do.

I'm just sitting here looking up at the
world through a haze.
As if everyday has a forecast of high fog.
Almost as if I'm watching myself through glass.
I'm on the other side just seeing myself drift.

Everyone's dancing and laughing, and breathing.
And I'm floating.
I'm suspended in time.
I no longer feel alive.
I'm floating and yet I touch the ground every miserable day.

(-DF-05/08/16-)
slowly drifting, drifting away
Thomas EG Apr 2016
There's such anxiety
Built up inside of me
Why don't you understand?
I'm drifting far from land
And
I'm floating far away
Until another day
I can't be here tonight
I can't keep up this fight
Or flight
Mode
Chest pains
This is awful
Mollie Grant Mar 2016
After a hurricane,
the air is different
and so reverberates
the sea. After a hurricane,
the water is dense.
I lay floating—
carried by salt—
thinking about weight
and the lack thereof.

After the hurricane,
nothing is right.
The weight of my body
on the waves
does not compare
to the weight
on my chest
in your
absence.
(v.): the act of floating with ease on the surface of the ocean after a hurricane has passed
Dawn Lambert Mar 2016
I remember the bed just floating there.

Apart, apart, apart, apart.

If you repeat something over and over again it loses its meaning

For example:

Homework, homework, homework, homework, homework, homework, homework, homework, homework

See, nothing

Our existence?

It's the same way.

You watch the sun set too often, it just becomes 6 PM

You make the same mistake over and over

you'll stop calling it a mistake

If you just

wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up,

one day you'll forget why

Nothing is forever

I last saw my mom when I was four years old

Before the last argument they sent me off to the neighbor's house,

like some astronaut jettisoned from the shuttle.

When I came back there was no gravity in our home, beds floating

I imagined it as an accident, that when I left

We whispered to each other "I love you" so many times over

that they forgot what it meant

Family, family, family, family, family, family

If you repeat something over and over again it loses its meaning

This became my favorite game

It made the sting of words evaporate.

Separation, separation, separation;

see, nothing

Apart, apart, apart;

see, nothing

I am an injured person now

I work with words all day

Shut up, I know the irony

When I was young, I was taught that the trick to dominating language

was breaking it down

Convincing it that it was worthless

I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you..

...See, nothing

Soon after I left I developed a stutter

Fate is a cruel and efficient tutor

There is no escape in stutter

You feel the meaning of every word drag itself up your throat

S-s-s-separation

Stutter is a cage made of mirrors

Every "Are you ok?"

Every "What'd you say?"

Every "Come on kid, spit it out"

Is a glaring reflection you cannot escape

Every terrible moment skips upon its own announcement

Over and over until it just hangs there,

floating in the middle of the room

Mom, ........

....Dad?

I am not wasteful with my words anymore.

Even now after hundreds of hours of practicing away my stutter,

I still feel the claw of meaning in the bottom of my throat.

I have heard that even in space;

You can hear the scratching of a

I-I-I-I love you.
Tab Mar 2016
I'M HIgh
I took all my medication at once
I feel nothing
but I feel like I'm floating
I can't feel my bones
but my feet are cold
is this what its like to be an angel?
an angel on 10 different pills
floating above everyone
maybe, darling I wasn't meant to walk on this world
I really am high
Secret-Author Mar 2016
I cannot move
I cannot be
Sailing alone
On this sea
Towards who knows
Or who can say
Oh so lonely
Like every day
Pauline Morris Mar 2016
I took some pills to pass the time
Don't you worry they were mine
I took some pills to pass the day
I wanted black, was tired of the gray
I took some pills to pass away
Please dear friend don't be in dismay
I took some pills to go to the void
Don't look up what would be said by Freud
I took some pills, the deal is done
Please don't bother yourself to come
I took some pills, now I'm floating away
You'll have to look for me another day
Pauline Morris Feb 2016
Tripping over my own feet again
Revisiting my old sin
My old friend
But it's ok
I don't mind it this way
My mind is numb, my body floats
I don't even need a boat
Now I can fly
No wings need to be applied
It will all be good, until the passing of times sand
When I go in to land
There will be that inevitable crash
That touch down splash
But know need to worry about that now
Oh look a flying cow
Paul R Hensley Jan 2016
And we are floating out to no where
When I crash
When I land this make-shift toy
For all the world to see

That's when you pick up all the pieces of me
Like a broken puzzle
But you don't have all the pieces
And neither do I

Sit and watch the sea of emotions
hopes are gone with one last commotion


And here we are
Look around
No where to be found...
Day three of a seven day binge.
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