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Oskar Erikson Apr 2019
the emptiness of the ribcage after picking up a weight that was too heavy to hold  
                        like bullet-shells in arteries
                        tearing up from the inside out
                        coughing up wounds that never close properly
entropic love consumes the sky     cloudwatching emotions
sitting alone                                       to make heads or tails of them
begging to be swallowed too          the winds had nothing to say

of course healing takes time  takes time  to  pay  back

each suture like silk each pin ***** a waymark

to be the song you play for others to listen too
                  to be listened to
Erian Rose Apr 2019
I'll hold your hand
When times get rough
Cause I'll always be here
When you feel like you're not enough
I promise
Poetress2 Mar 2019
Our love ties us together,
hence we will always be;
From the first time that I saw you,
your love was meant for me.
~
You treat me like a lady,
I treat you like my man;
And even in my silence,
you seem to understand.
~
And as you hold me tightly,
I feel what you don't say;
A love which needs no words,
is a love you've brought my way.
~
As you bring my morning Coffee,
I feel so very blessed;
For you always do the sweetest things,
too numerous to be said.
~
You never try to change me,
you accept the "Me" I am;
I cherish you, with all my heart,
on this I'll take a stand!
~
If you were e'er to leave me,
I don't know what I'd do;
Life would seem so worthless,
without the love of you.
sankavi Mar 2019
being in your arms
and kissing you

it all just feels too right
Antonyme Mar 2019
Infinite
whispers
of snaking
cord
either
hold me
up or
strangle me
dead
knots tied
to tight
cannot be
removed
irreversible
cement
strangling
though,
if broken
you
will
fall
Amanda Kay Burke Mar 2019
I am stuck in a place somewhere between
Long long ago and so long
The question I can't seem to answer
Should I hold on or just move on?
I dunno. It just don't flow. Oh no. I feel so.. low.
newpoetica Mar 2019
the last time you held my hand was a decade ago
for a long time afterwards, life was at an all time low
but i recovered and i healed
because i learned that when life throws you a curveball, it doesn't mean your fate is sealed
i lost you and it hurt
your love for me should have been natural, like in the morning when one puts on a shirt
so yah i'm in pain staring at you now, as the tears roll down my face
i now rest my case
reality has set in, i'm no longer angry at you for leaving
i'm just sad that you decided to go, and that i have to live without you and i'm reminded of that through my breathing
this is about my grandmother who disowned me, that's all you have to know. i was reminded of her today in a way i wish that i wasn't, but it happened and i just have to take the hits and breathe.
Vic Mar 2019
As I stare into the void,
Of a world I cannot hold.
I Escape now from that world,
From the world of feeling.
There is nowhere I can turn,
There is nowhere to go on.
Want to be the one,
To speak her name as mine.
Stars in the daylight.
Sun in the moonlight.
If Only.
I'm writing a small poem every day about how I feel or the world around me. This is #11
Inked Quill Mar 2019
The seize
The hold
The grasp
Ain't easy
On my passion
My desire
Of you
Increases...
Empire Mar 2019
I'm losing control
I'm letting it all go
It's slipping through
My fingers now
Everything I believe

There's just too much to hold
My burdens feel so heavy
I'm just not strong enough
I'm too weak to hold on any longer

You told me I could do it all
So I did, but you were wrong
Now my faith is scattered
And I don't know how
To pick up all these pieces

I haven't let go
I don't want to
But I can't hold on alone
Everything is already slipping
Spinning out of control
And I need
CONTROL
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