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Kewayne Wadley Nov 2016
Let's go somewhere far,
Somewhere where I'd hold you tight.
Hand in hand.
Wherever you'd like.
Whether train or plane.
An automobile or an boat.
Either way will be home in justification.
Journeying through each other's eyes, a different aspect of seeing things brand new.
A single step becoming wholesome
Just for the sake of getting up and getting out.
The feelings that dwell within
Escaping out.
Anywhere with you, to be perfectly honest. 
Venturing abroad in living, breathing color.
Heads leaned against each other in excitement,
The comfort of toes covered in warm sand.
Sculpting each and every memory.
The sun becoming a spec in the horizon.
Exploring every wish, every dream we've found within reach.
The feel of every couch cushion.
Misplaced nickels, dimes.
Caressing the weight of weary legs.

A earth tone colored pattern. 
The lobby of every room folded In the brochure of our heart.
All in the autobiography of us.
To live, to breathe in the essence of where the ocean sprays against the gleam of your shades.
The hull of yachts splashing against the oncoming waves.
The ripeness of fresh fruit served at local vendors hidden from the sun harvested by kind hands.
The only thing missing is a good pair of shoes.

Or perhaps lay here with you just a bit longer
Olga Valerevna Oct 2016
"My skin is always crawling," said the body to the soul
"I've turned into an ant but there is nowhere left to go"
the world is being eaten by the people being served
but I won't come to dinner lest I'm cooked to be observed
there seems to be a fire burning everything in sight
consuming with a fury those who fair a different fight
I may have lost some footing but I'll never lose my legs
I will not play accomplice to what everybody says
so catch me if you can and do whatever you so choose
you may have burned my body but I crawled away from you
when my mother speaks, I listen.
Christopher Burk Sep 2016
Watch as we fly away
The wings we grew to get out of this place
KTN PRL Aug 2016
I inhaled the lethal smoke from the stick between my fingers,
eyes closed as I submit myself getting lost to its effect.
Exhaling as if a long day's conflicted thoughts
would dissipate along with it.
No One Special Aug 2016
Let's fly away from here
An adventure we can share
Let's fly to Ireland, Rome, or France
Where under the stars alone we can dance
Let's fly away to a place that's always warm
So we'll never need to hide from another storm
Let's fly into the deep blue sky
Live our lives before we say goodbye
Let's fly away you and me
Free as birds we can be
Let's fly away today
Before someone makes us stay
m Mar 2016
honey, close your eyes & taKe my hand
i want our minds to slowly expand
you and me, just us together
versus everyone else, always forever.
tired of always having to obey
planing our own secret getaway;
traveling places we have never been
hidden places noone has ever seen.
when we're not close, i miss your warmth
cuz it feels liKe you're the only
person, that does really Know me
so please come bacK into my arms
and prevent my foolish heart
from completely falling apart
from all our hopeles wishes and dreams -
cuz nothing ever is what it seems.

-k
Found this on my phone. Wrote it couple years ago on train on my way to school.
Hope you enjoy.
Luna Casablanca Nov 2015
I never thought I’d find myself running outside on the sidewalk
Bearing to go faster just to be home.
I never felt my heart beat so fast
And tears overpower my beautiful face
As I cried for everything to stop while
Sprinting in school clothes and a backpack.
I never shook so much.

I could not even breathe as I pushed through the isle and jumped off the steps.
I screamed “No!” at the top of my lungs
When all the kids demanded I obey them
Because I was
Different.
I ignored the boy who laughed and asked why I was getting off.
I ran, I panted, and I found my mother in the house
Where I arrived early.
My own stop was two after the one
I ran off the bus.

I told her they wouldn’t let me have the backseat.
They restrained me by holding my arms, pushing my hand off,
And lashing their voices to the point I was shattered.
She reported this to my father.
They said I did the right thing.
Impressed by how I removed but mostly how
I ran.

In my yard I would see birds fly in and out of the trees.
How I wanted to be a Blue Jay and fly to wherever I could go.
I may not be able to fly,
But I could run, and wear the color blue.
I can run away and grow stronger more than any
Micromanaged child who was taught nothing but
Self-absorption.
I could run whenever I was in trouble and
Nobody dared to catch me due to my fiery
Speed.

Today, I write this with an icepack under my left foot.
I’m injured, but will be back to my usual
Routine eventually.
The nasty kids are where it all started.
I told them not to cry to me when they received an
“F” in gym.
If they do, I’ll run away ;).
I remember this story of when I was bullied whenever I am running distance and succeeded like I did getting off the bus where I was bullied everyday, manhandled if I got the backseat, and lashed, yelled, and screamed at. I am a runner now, this is where the past lead me.
Hannah Beth Apr 2015
I want to float,
yet moreso than floating I want to fade
into the blackness of the universe beyond earth and
all there is to roam in its folds, to fly beneath and above the
stars that shine against blankets of navy that
swallow them all up come sunrise

And waking up ignites such horror and moreso
than anything in those foggy minutes
between sleep and wakefulness is
the fatigue that sparks my everlasting
longing to jet off among the galaxies and
to ****** well live there til our time ends --

Never to return --

for it is far better out there where it is so close to untouched,
than here,
smothered,
in this false darkness following sleep.
a drip drop drabble of messy thoughts concerning my worrying inability to wake up these days
Death-throws Mar 2015
When I say I love you,
I line my words in gold,
tinted silver
When I say I love you
I swing my words with the weight of a boulder,
And if the weight of those three words doesn't connect...
The boulder will take me down
Because when I say I love you,
god when I say your mine
I'm trying to brake out of my plastic mold,  to give your my heart
because I mean it... I Truly do
and my heart brakes with anticipation  and my mind
is so riddled with doubt
but i will call your name from my car
and light my next cigarette..
come darling
I love you..

*LG
i really do
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