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Rollercoaster Nov 2020
Lips cracked up,
to hide all the fear
that exists
within this mortal form.
Eyes glistening with hope,
cause hope’s audacity was
all that was left
within this skeleton.
Mind in chaos,
while all seemed calm
on the outside
with this human charm.
Bittersweet pain and pleasure,
it’s all mine.
All of it will help me shine.
mark soltero Oct 2020
stand tall
brace
don’t let them see you ******* cry
it’s weak
just look in the mirror and love it
lie even
just change every ******* thing
pain is a gift you return
everyone is deserving of demise
do not pretend
live as new
anything but the raw affliction can show
put away all your sorrows
nobody gives a ****
now look everyone loves you
stand tall
*** I’m in therapy so like don’t think I’m off the ***** pls
august Oct 2020
i must welcome this new beginning / embrace it with gentle hands / my life is not over / it is starting / i know i should open my heart to let the light in / when i open my heart / i bleed, i bleed, i bleed / blood is a discomforting sight to one's eyes /  i refuse to allow anything to come in to see it / it hurts to spill this heartache /  my life is changing right now / i can feel the world pulling my body in different directions / where i go? which way is right way? / change can be frightening, unpredictable / so is my mind / there's a war zone roaring in my mind / despair vs. happiness: which one will win? / the one i give into the most / this is what longing feels like / do i hide or do i run? / i'm scared, i'm scared, i'm scared  / nothing makes sense and neither does this poem / this body is a messy thing / grief spilt my soul in two and i don't know where the other half is / i will find it somehow / the sun continues to rise in the sky without apologizing / light pours in different directions / i will do my best to always tilt my head / this is where the healing begins / but my god it hurts to be a human / it hurts to be a living creature / i'm a wild one, i know this / & i will try to be a good one / i won't let you down / i promise
an overwhelming feeling;
your hand in mine
and mine in yours
where it belongs.
:)
mark soltero Oct 2020
technology is a saving grace
but their synth
is a siren in disguise
calculated syncopations
create chemical induced inebriation
beware of their trance
cause keeping track of time
is lost inside of euphoria
the emptiness of dread you have
will only grow until you are void
Mary Frances Oct 2020
They said that even demons
sometimes have a change of heart.
This made me wonder.
My demons' hearts never changed.
But mine did.
And it got even darker
as it gets broken over and over again.
mark soltero Oct 2020
sometimes i feel like a waste
a waste of space
a waste of time
a waste of breath
a waste of my own mind
a waste of any and all kinds
it feels hopeless to try
to reprogram
if it’s already so hard
to live without letting out further cries
mark soltero Oct 2020
i wonder if the demons that follow me
trail behind your thoughts like they do mine
do they pierce the wounds
or do they create new tears upon the flesh
of your beautiful carcass
mark soltero Oct 2020
it hurts when i touch you
i’ll comeback for more
because the inclination to pain
is all i know
mark soltero Oct 2020
let me rip away the ivory
from the elephant in the room
rebuke its presence
cover my ears
so i don’t have to realize
these anxieties you bring
they long to dethrone me
rip apart each bone
pick apart this broken brain of mine
with each triggered nerve
i scream it’s okay
putrid false indifference
hopeful lies
for the barren sober pain
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