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leaves falling
make their way
through trees
- fading suns
grown red -

burn green no longer
branches shedding spring
reach up now
proud sculptures
emerge

First Prometheus
show us with what strength
you defy the world
that would strip you bare
Jonathan Surname Aug 2018
Sunset nostalgia backlit by 1990s film grain.
Walks by the sea, but in reality,
it's only a small lakeside.
Beaches are broken bottles and liquor drunk.
River glass so smooth you could skip it as a stone.

What's wrong with living in your dreams?
The echoes can't answer you there, that's what.

Childhood nighttimes and dreams in black and white.
nostalgia is going to collectively **** us all
Kai Apr 2018
her affection was like a breath of oxygen
and my lungs and heart grew so used to it
that when she left
i couldn't breathe quite right
she won't read this. i miss her.
Azrapse Nov 2017
Fin
The lord is probably
Ashamed of me as son
Because I’m part of the ****
That walks his earth
Filling my lungs
with a toxic smoke
Drowning my liver
with a deadly elixir
Can’t go a day
With out a fix
I have 99 bars
And none of them
Are going to get spit
So I popped them all with Molly
And overdosed to the sirens
if an ****** is an bundle
of
sticks
lior *****
what molly
calls ****
read my
views
talk
to
who

sell your books
you clone like freaks
catching me sewn unique
bend you over
an
other


of
my
mountain peaks

think you know who

i
am

just because you say we
you got me confused for
the ******* and ******
me myself nor
i
do we
adore

take your money throw it in the stream
molly klaudic did was my dream

take her and me put us in the book
watch me stick her in her ***** hole
while you pay me to look

you have nothing better to do than fear
and think about me

you will plant nothing
but an furnace
of
trees

i
am
never alone
me myself nor
i

did
my
Heavenly Father clone

Stake an other sniff of reality
you could never get an grasp
on
the
depths


of
we

if
an
******
is an
bundle

of
what lior sniffs
baby bark
?
















...
..
.
**** on that
...
..
.
..spit me out.


I tried to sin against the currency...

I tried to swim.

I DIED.

I came back...on the beach.

Beachhead of death.

I DIED.

I swam against the tide on LSD.

i died

i died

i died
found beyond
that
factory

her boyfriends breath
blew me
away

we were persuaded
her fragrance taunted me
it
still
taunts me

her braids trim me
to
this














that old wooden chair she is duct-taped to
her her head forced back
her braided pony tales
tied to the back legs
how she had
grown
grow
into
me
i
preach
who was
she


this madness
brawl with me
what
love
have
i
applied


oh eyes
of
beauty
seek from me
that sparrows wings
May
strengthen me


what light shown
from mine palm
that
******
be known

how mucker further
must she be beaten
her screams
her screams
her screams
are
my
reasoning
?





















...
..
.
she has me buried
with her neck
collar
and
her
eyeshadow
...
ma lee claw richard
****
is
not
my friend
molly klaudic
?













...
..
.
Janie Elizabeth Dec 2017
They are under my skin.
They are everywhere.
How can I make this end?!
They slowly disappear.

The insects leave me be.
All light fades to black.
I wake up and a light I see.
On a gurney, memories I like.

In the ambulance I can't breathe.
I lose feeling of my body.
I feel my soul get dragged beneath.
Darkness consumes me.

I feel numb inside and feel doubt.
Hours pass until I see light.
Days, I was missing, and no way out.
Drugged but I won the fight.
I was drugged at 14, I had hallucinations and seizures from it. my heart stopped on the way to the hospital 3 different times. it was the worst experience of my life
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