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serena 4h
the mind is a dangerous place.
it’s a void, it’s a galaxy,
it’s endless and infinite and full of everything you ever were
and everything you ever could be
but my mind is still full of you.
imai 9h
it feels like i am dreaming
even in waking life—
to long for feelings I’ve never felt
to miss a presence I’ve never met
to relive a memory I’ve never had
it feels strange to miss things
that have never happened
to wish to come back to a time
that has never occurred
to once again be the person
I never was
to revisit a place
I’ve never been

Indeed, it feels strange
to want all that
I’ve had only in my dreams.
Arke 10h
the bartender poured
a double of something
"drink this," she said
"just don't smell it,
and definitely don't sip it"
her light eyes looked at me
and for a moment reminded me
of what I wanted to forget
I downed the shots but
they never made me feel better
I briefly contemplated my options
a one-way ticket to Manchester
or drinking on-sale antifreeze
my silver jacket buttons
holding cold in their heart
I took a drag from a cigarette
dangled it between my fingers
"I don't even smoke", I laughed
my words hung in the air
like a foreign object out of reach
and it smelled like you
watching ashes and smoke
getting lost in the crisp air
space is never ending
between you and me
stretching and bending
finding ways to grow
quietly moving
and expanding
I just can't seem to get close
They took him once
and soon again

To some unknown land
yet to be forsaken

So long he was gone
to bring so-called peace

A war lasting way to long
in a country that never wanted us there

How long will they take him
this time around

One Year?
Maybe 2?
Forever?
Astral 2d
One day you make me laugh and smile,
You make my face flush,
And my heart rush.

Some days I just don't feel it,
And there isn't a spark there too,
Sometimes I just can't talk to you.

I wish my heart could make a choice,
That it knew what to say,
Or what to do at the end of the day.

And I just feel lost,
Like my feelings are unfinished,
Like I'm missing something,

But I don't think that something is you...
I guess I'll have to wait and find out.
a 2d
I have a very strong feeling that we should be together
That everything I have done until now has been right
The sad moments, heartbreaks and poor choices
Seems like shattered small pieces of distant memories
Because now you are here in my life
It feels so right
Oh, so right

Still, everything is disappearing
The sad moments, heartbreaks and poor choices
I will feel it all at once
And the distant memories will become my reality
Yet stronger because darling without you
It will feel so wrong
Oh, so wrong
Pyrrha 2d
Everytime I try to find myself
I get lost inside of you
I've become a needle in a haystack
Except I'm the only one who knows I'm missing
when I saw you for the first time you were a dove on the branches shuddering with the sudden breath of sprite as white as pure snowballs
and………………………………………………………………………I
................................­.................................................................­!
days after visiting you reminding me a nightingale on the same branches singing glamorously although  comprehensible on some occasions and not very tangible on other times: hovering you upon the sky, upon the roof  was enchanting somehow
and......................................................­........................................................I
.......­.................................................................­....................!
later on, a tornado encapsulated the flight of a swallow in habit of severe immigration from the land uneasy to far and far while seeing the branches empty and songs silent tortuous the sight
and.............................................................­.................................................I
..............­.................................................................­...............!
years past and considering those days make me to reproach myself that how wrong I was, from the day beginning you were a butterfly, sat on our written scriptures for a while never promise to stay a bit longer. Born  by spring will be die in winter night,
and.............................................................­...............................................I
................­.................................................................­.............?
n oa 2d
the sunburnt skin on my chest is peeling
the same skin that your fingertips grazed over
softly at 2 am's and 10 am's
i'm renewing
but i don't want to
i miss you
         i wish i wore sunscreen
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