lilly Jun 5
perhaps this has lost its spark

perhaps i no longer feel the words hanging on the edge of my tongue
waiting for my mouth to open and for them to drip off
onto paper
the way they always used to

or perhaps the doors to my mouth (heart) have been slammed shut by expectations
from my family (no)
my friends (no)
society (no it's not)

from myself

exams and grades and my overwhelming urge to try hard and work hard and do well and i'm just so scared of failing—

it builds upon my shoulders
i feel like atlas carrying the weight of the earth except
there's nothing beautiful in the weight i'm carrying
there's nothing living

perhaps i'm thinking too much
this might just be paranoia (no)
this might just be writer's block (no)
this might just be me being me (it's not)

perhaps i've just lost a bit of inspiration

*perhaps i've just lost a bit of myself
maybe i just don't know
Gray Jun 5
Isn’t hard to comprehend,
How easy it is to lose a friend?
Over time they can just wash away,
It doesn’t matter how much they want you to stay.
Those kind of relationships can be very fragile,
Which means you must be always agile.
If you choose to keep your love for them unknown,
Then you might just find yourself all alone.
Persephone Jun 2
They flash across the screen in red, blue, and white suits
Moving like spiders, robots, gods, and soldiers
Wielding destruction charged hammers, capes, shields, and swords

A lifestyle filled with dreams and living
One with the power of winning
And a spec of losing
Until the day they turned to dust
Ashes to ashes they all fall down
From the moment my feet hit the cold floorboards
Without eyes, I know you’ve turned over
to your side of the bed
I search for my shirt in the dark
and now this search
shirt and
cold floors
remind me of us

When the morning is twice kissed by the frost
the kettle whistling for your attention
I pour and prepare a cup
Placing camomile at your bedside
You smile in your sleep
now smells
tea and
everything going cold
reminds me of us

leaving the warmth of your eyes,
opening the door to the draft behind me
I hear you mumbling while half asleep something like
“I’ll miss you”
And now every key I turn
and where I turn
and what I open
reminds me
of us
Everything reminds me of us
I’ve collected and categorised fragments of us
In a compartmentalised and organised disorder
Gafni May 29
Like a russian rulette
With a full drum
Cause i got no chance
To overcome
Myself and what i feel
I must be very ill
Cause im addicted
Dedicated to a losing battle
I am burnt
I addmit defeat
I comence retreat
I faild to score another hit
I find another battle
A battle i can not win
It is not different from the ones i fought
But i am addicted to losing
And my heart is caught
trf May 20
I'm wide open,
Standing stark at your front door,
Like a covered peep hole,
I'm not welcome anymore.

I'm wide open,
Your shadow frame cracks the floor,
But it's drifting away from me,
Scaling back the dinosaur.

Now I'm closed,
Alone in a clothing line,
Thrift stores we used to find,
Our vintage passing for time.

Do you suppose,
Roses are thorny vines,
Grapes don't smell like wine,
You were never the nurturing kind.
When you said you gave up,
It scared me the most.
I was just like suffocated.

It opened my eyes
how I can't live without you
and how much I truly love you.

I wish I could turn back the time.
I'd rather give you everything
even if I was bleeding.
I'd rather not ask for anything
even if I had to.

So I threw my ego away.
I can't lose you,
I won't.
No more.

You mean so much more that I thought.
I'd rather lose my pride,
than loosing you.

No one has ever loved me this way.
Kivanc May 9
I slept well,
Maybe someone made me sleep,
I could say only thing,
I rejected it without wanting.

I imprinted all of my memories,
All of my disturbed feelings
With the meteors fall down in my dream.

I saw Devil's hell,
Not with its hot but with its cold,
I found out with cold,
I lost my everything.
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