Persephone Jun 11
They tell me the fires are not real
That the sparks sprinkling my veins does not exist
That I am just imagining the insanity in my own world
They reprimand the way I stare as I glare into the devils eyes
As I demand the devil to stop shouting my sins and the ways I have lied
They scream with "it is all in your head" as smoke rolls from their eyes
All I want to roar back is that they can't shout sanity into insanity
But I can't
And with that I glance down looking at the way hell opens up and snatches me into the ground
Maybe we should believe the unbelievable
Wellspring May 8
Stinging pain.

It keeps punching,
At my brain.

I can't see out of my eye.
Not with this,
This solid grip.
Slowly tightening around it.

My vision is cut off,
My pain unbearable.
No one can help me from this deathlike grasp,
Because Migraine has a hold of me now.
Yup. I'm in pain. Ouch.
Poetic T Feb 18
I could clip the wings of angels.
           but still they would think
that heaven was a place to step upon.

When every god is deceased,
            and fact becomes reality .
                      Some still grasp at straws.

*"We are awoken no longer slumbering  in denial,
Seanathon Jan 30
With horizons like shoulders
Stands the image of the self
In the self-perceived mind

Until called like ringing
The mountains asleep
Undisturbed in dew and time

So the woodsman knows and is awake
To the truest of nature
The societal eyes

And at the feeling of ever
Need it depart

He flies

Into the mountains to live a life spent alive
I've been reading too much E.E.
Rachel C Jan 21
I had everything in the palm of my hands.
The whole world.
Your world.
My world.
Our world.
But like sifting sand,
In a moment,
It was all gone.
Out of grasp.
And I was left
Sunshine Nov 2017
when i talk to you
i sound crazy
my words don't add up to what i wanna say
so i sit back
i watch you slowly slip away
you fall through my grasp
you drip through the gaps
and now i really miss you more than i did before
maybe because i realize how far away you are
maybe because i realize you'll never hold me
here you feel so close
when i see your face on my screen
and when you type out easy words
and when you leave me helpless in the middle of the night
martin murray Nov 2017
Demur nature's forces and prehend a leaf
The wind is an experienced pitcher and a fan, may I ask are you?
As the leaf drifts in the draught, catch this one, we'll have a laugh over a draught
The dimensions and weight of the frond will have your senses to and thro'
Importance of equanimity is essential, do not blink, and for goodness sake do not hit that tree
A few numerous attempts to catch that elusive bract, you're out of breath
However, even though nature's force is cunning, she'll give your breath back
Now the leaf is at knee level, baseball slide, football tackle, or hockey dive, ready your hands
The stiple's erratic motion is bewildering as the tension of the chance arise's
And just as nature and yourself breath out the prehend fall's in the pond with a graceful landing
I have never caught a leaf on purpose, have you?
Jose H Sep 2017
I walked up a hill
A hill covered in asphalt
Ugly, treacherous land
Although the land, hideous
The land beyond
More beautiful, than anything seen
I climbed this difficult landscape to see
To experiance
What it would be like
To stare into the eyes of true beauty

In my return
It was gone
Burned to ashes
Now i stand here
Realizing the land I loved
Has abandoned me
Standing here
My truest fear has become reality

In my return
I have lost the love i had for only seconds
Yet I have lost the love i have longed for
My entire life.
You told me to

Hold on to him

when you were the one

I wanted to

Let go
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