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Aaron E Dec 2018
I'm somewhere in the middle.
Forget-me-nots in a pistol
tripping on thought tangents
playing a fist full.

Feeling my teeth caught,
biting deep in the gristle.

Seething a heat,
not green
not at bay to the whistle

my impatience is simple
I'm awaiting the gavel
And I'm somewhere in the middle
I fear the venom and rattle
and play the innocent *******.

beginning to wait
to watch the ending begin

approaching the line

I'm Here.

Watching the moment again
feeling cold on the fringe
seeing it blow in the wind

watching it pass
stopping to gasp
at how fast it was stolen again

seeing the difference,
between a fold and a bend

Peeling the image apart
and rolling bones for the gold
on the spin

Hoping next time
I'm not a line up of bowling pins

sitting in wait
asking the past
for a day to do over again

I'm somewhere in the middle.
honey Dec 2018
These days you feel like a burden in my heart
Your mere image is now foreign
Pagan and
Obscene
I cannot bare to face you
I cannot bare to carry this weight alone
It's been days
Weeks
Your presences lingers
Unfaltering-
Never wavering
Refusing to
Drift away
Fade away from
My memories.
I cannot cry it away
I occasionally shed dry tears
I cannot eat it away
You eat at me-
Tear a pit into my stomach
I cannot starve it away
My cheeks hallow and i see your sunken in smile blinking back at me
One year later and its still cant bear to say it aloud or even think it in my head. I'm selectively deaf, completely mute- because I can't bear to acknowledge what happened to you.
Leighanna Dec 2018
Go on ahead without me,

I promise I’ll meet you there.

I don’t know how long I’ll be,

But I do know I’m not done here.

I have so many things to see,

So many things to do.

And with every day that passes,

I’m one step closer to you.

Go on  ahead without me,

I promise I’ll meet you soon.

I’ll miss you all the time,

But that’s just a thing we do.
Recently my mother’s father passed away, and while I was not very close with him, his death hit her quite hard. I dedicate this to my mother and anyone else who has lost a loved one. Just remember that while they are gone for now, they are not gone forever.
Xaela San Dec 2018
Each passing of time
Like breeze passing by
And cherry blossom flowers fly
Into the air and lands on to the Earth
In which it will withered
Without a trace as time passed
Claiming once breathing and alive
Now, is with Death in the afterlife

Each passing of time
Like breeze passing by
I miss you like spring in winter's nights
And as the moonlight shines tonight
I dream about us in my memories
As if our romance blossoms once more
Yet, with each passing of time
Seasons change, rivers unfreeze
And flowers bloom, new seasons unfold

In my mind this love cease to continue
Withered into the past
A story can never brought back to life
Yet, how I wish this passing of time
Help me move forward
Cherishing this once living romance
Unto my broken heart
Until time stopped to pass on my life.
Isaac Nov 2018
Each and every passing day
Will all be washed away.
So live exactly how
You have always wanted to right now.
Be the person you dream of being,
And make the decisions you know are freeing.
Written 10 November 2018
Nicole Oct 2018
As I picture myself in the future
Through years of HRT
Small glimmers of excitement
Reflect off the walls of my heart
I rarely feel excitement these days
So this instance is important
I picture ****** hair and muscles
A deepened voice ands flat chest
The physical changes excite me
It's the social ones that scare me
I cannot imagine having male privilege
I cannot imagine not feeling objectified
I cannot imagine being read as a man
I was raised in a position of oppression
I am constantly stared at and made into
Nothing more than the prospect of my genitals
And yet,
One day,
It will no longer be that way
I'll just look like a basic white boy
And they'll have no idea
Except that I will not stay silent
I will not hide in the shadows
I am transmasculine and nonbinary
And I refuse to remain invisible
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