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l i z a May 2016
overwhelming mental blockage
i cant think straight and i don’t want it
had me waiting to receive news I already knew
baby, you forgot im psychic, didn’t you?
nothing surprises me no more
heart went from my shoulder off to the ***** floor
i don’t care anymore, i swear to myself
that i don’t care anymore
in two, i’ll be ready to let it go.
crystallaiz May 2016
somehow, slowly
I fell out of it
maybe it was when
I opened my eyes to
prettier things, like
bicycles parked under
trees bearing red leaves,
like the way the willow branches
fell next to the lake, like
looking out of the window
at 6am and seeing the sky
light up, like
feeling the sun after the rain
the sweet humidity
maybe it was during all of those
moments, or maybe it was none
but I accidentally fell out of it
with you
I learned that promises made in vulnerability are like butterfly wings, pretty and fragile and do not last. I'd like to say I miss you, but the truth is, I really don't, and I'd like to say I'm sorry for that, but the truth is, I'm really not.
Sombro May 2016
Let's leave the shores of uncertainty,
Oops, my boat has holes
And is made of human skin
Water gargled through
Shock-wide mouths

But don't let's fret
Or fret let's don't
For we see what we look at
Through eyes that look through me
Let's inflict ourselves upon reality

I'm so biased, me
I don't know you,
Or do I? Don't tell me for,
What can you know,
Believer?

Let the waves tickle your feet
And laugh at the sensation of their beckoning
Turn it down with a snort of mirth
And breathe easily for once, or twice, or thrice...

We just can't know.
I had a philosophical epiphany. It was something
PamelaH May 2016
Darling,
The opposite of love isn't hate
It's indifference.

It is leaving right before dawn
Opening my eyes as we kiss
Burning your letters
Collecting your tears
Ignoring your calls

Letting my feeling flow in the air
And never reaching you

Allowing you to believe I might hold your hand one day

Darling,
The opposite of love is me.
Trevon Haywood Apr 2016
The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it's indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it's indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it's indifference.

Elie Wiesel. 4/11/2016.
Pauline Celerio Mar 2016
When you are already tired of feeling
I guess it is a time for healing
For when you seek something you cannot find
Maybe it is the journey that is not right.
And when you feel the burning bridges little by little
You look forward to a time you cannot cross it
So you do not feel the pain all at once
So you are ready to let it go.
When you are already tired of smiling
I guess this is where you stop
Where you can be yourself once more
Away from prying eyes, you cry your burning tears.
When you are tired of all the sorrow
In finding good where there is none
Looking forward for tomorrow
of getting up and getting gone.
And when you are tired of expecting
You simply do not at all;
You learn to accept, and you learn to let go
So you won't crash in your downfall.
That is when your heart freezes.
No traces.
Emotions cease.
And finally,

Peace.
This is the kind of 'indifference' that I feel right now. No expectations, no pain. Learn, let go, and live on.
Lawan Feb 2016
she beckoned me forth like a
gladiator
trained for speed, not power

her calculating eyes timed my feet
for its overdue fall
dagger at the ready
anticipating my fall

I took her bait

not

I threw away my shield
and shuffled aside

It was never
that serious a game

for me at least.
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