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Kyle Duran Feb 1
They kept up their banter

Pouring words on my screen

Losing yourself
in the living room
lost its cool months ago

I decided
to join them

Bundled up
to
walk

The lights grow brighter
when you're walking alone

Made it there,
late

Something started,
hot tea possibly candles?

They talked, but I felt more isolated
with them than in my living room

I would leave their alienating conversations
and walk around their house

You notice things when living alone

Like a woman's touch on their decor,
something I cannot represent

Leaving them, I left more hollow than
when I arrived

Walking in the wrong
direction home

The lights always seem to get brighter

In the dark spots
I looked up and saw them
in the sky

My long lost
brothers and sisters

All shining at me

With them I am not drifting
or empty
Depression and friend's failed attempt to help.
Edith Leal Apr 2019
I am a prisoner within my own mind

Consciousness is what I try to find.

I feel confined within my own dreams

I see you, but I don’t know what this means!

We said all that we had to in June

I remember being comforted that night by the moon.

Though now and then

I fall apart time and time again

I don’t know if this will ever end

Because I still wish I hadn’t lost a friend.
Jen Dec 2017
I have half assed memories
of mostly slurred words,
tempting me
with the curious thought:
how strange is it that our biggest fears
are centered largely
around others.
How ironic.
The sober neglect this,
But
In whisky kissed souls
these truths
cling deep.
i c Wei Feb 2019
I don’t believe in the term I love you more.

It’s either you do [love] or you don’t.

We will not be able to quantify or qualify this feeling.

All things are possible when love lives in our hearts.

Impossible dissipates into the ether.

[I think] that’s just me.
tatiana Jan 2019
so intense
the feelings are so intense for someone who doesn't even slightly
feel the same way

what makes me so drawn to you?
what makes you so different?
why can't i shake you?

a connection.
i don't know i just feel a connection
do you feel one too?

you make me feel like i
can get through
like i can do anything

you are more about your actions than your words
your actions show that you care
and it just makes my heart so full

my heart gets so full for you

n every night when you fall asleep,
i think to myself if this is real.

if i actually am falling for you

but i don't want to fall for you.

cause the love,
that type of love,
won't be reciprocated

there's no room for me in that
heart of yours
i don't meet the criteria
unfortunately

so i don't want to fall for you
as i'll only be hurting myself in the process,
causing my heart to ache as much as my forearm.
to be completely torn apart

i don't know how to get rid of you
and i don't want to get rid of you

i don't want to let you go

but how do i dispose of this love from here?
arielle Nov 2018
one minuscule action
spoke to her
one thousand words
you’ll tear her in two that way..
Mary Shanti Sep 2018
Swilled soda at 11pm at night
Wondering why I lie there at 3
Tossing turning
Decisions made far to late
Wrappers
In the trash can
Calories on the waist
Wondering why I ate that last bag of Pretzel M & M;s
Credit card limits reached
Then wondering why I didn’t spend the money on something more constructive
Lyft rides instead of the bus
Sizzling, slices
Each and every morning
Delicious squealing goodness
Whining and wishing
Hours of daydream
Hawkeye, Radar and hot lips on my tv
Because books would take to much time
And probably make me think
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