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lovelywildflower Sep 2019
my love for you is indescribable. i cannot put it into words.
lovelywildflower Sep 2019
i don't know if you've noticed but i'm totally in love with you.
Garrett Johnson Aug 2019
7:30.

Foggy portal.
Frozen air.
Swamp carrier.
Solid cinder.
Sleet table.
Holed wall.
Red tomb.
All for nothing.



Garrett Johnson.
Ghosts in the village.
Colm Aug 2019
On quiet little corners turned
And freshly folded blackened ink
Beneath pillows raspy, hands left grasping
And above all thoughts which were recently freed

There are pages stating and there is change
As there is fire waiting for the freedom to be

Pleasnt quiet little corners turned
Burn
Though you once had held a candle to me
This one is about all of the old letters and notes from my various exs. Just one of many options. Truly at peace regardless.
Asonna Aug 2019
Have you ever seen the pain?
Knees cut up from the worn tar,
yet not a soul for miles.
Heart in my hands,
watch it beat, it's drenched in rain.
Blood travels, aches as I see,
see the cavity living inside.

Have you ever seen the pain?
love would be warm, but yet i'm alone.
destined to a life of failure.
destined to be a disappointment.
Squeeze the heart, it's tougher than you think
but watch my blood travel thick.
It's hard to tell what I feel,
each beat brings me closer to death
every drop of rain clears the heart,
and every scar is revelead.
How am I alive?

Have you ever seen the pain?
betwixt my palms, do you see the pain?
Panic grows, stuff it back in,
the cavity must be filled.
Even if I feel nothing at all,
it'll only infect me again.
Abdulrhman Jul 2019
Dancing
Is the last thing
that proves
you are free
Ann Jul 2019
hi i feel like                                                    
a part of me has
sunken for couple of months.
sometimes i try to sleep
late at night, staring
into my dead computer screen
hoping for some kind of instant
fizz from my fingers to type furiously.
otherwise, it's all just one liners broken
off with a dead-end. i feel like i've been
stuck in a rut for far too long. trying to
get back into writing and hoping to
say a hey, hi, hello to the writer in myself
some time soon.
it's okay.
Orchid Jul 2019
Men have since been lured the same way
By that one that got away

That same angel in disguise

Forever shall she drain the colour of baby blue eyes
Drain them into crimson

A crimson lifeless lie.
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