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Kewayne Wadley Jul 2021
I'd do anything to take up space
in her notebook.
Almost anything.
Close to anything.
Most positively not that, but close to that.
A wobbly fall or ignoring a crowd of people.
walking through a double door you’d normally
have no problem walking though.
Most definitely the kind of mistake
that leaves you paralyzed.
Unable to move, taste, or breathe freely.
Paralyzed & left between the pages
she comes back & visits often.
Pages I have to relive every time I see her face.
If she turns her notebook sideways the blue lines
become a jail cell.
If she turns her notebook long ways the blue lines
become a pair of blinds & I fall.
Shifting through the pages until I hit the bottom.
I'd do anything to take up space
in her notebook.
Almost anything.
Close to anything.
Most positively not that, but close to that.
Unless she adds caution tape to the elevator shaft
Of the next skyscraper she draws.
Or maybe I'll just take the stairs
Zoe Mae Jul 2021
Every person we know
every animal we see
every seedling that grows
will one day decease

Every building we pass
every home we drive by
everything built to last
will eventually die

Feelings fade
and metal rusts
The things we create
turn to dust

So hold me close
my only friend
And stay sweet with me
till our bitter end
I try to write a poem every day before noon.
Zoe Mae Jul 2021
I'll have a little love with my bottle of wine
I don't mind them older, so aged is just fine
Could you make them pair well with stale pizza crust?
And have the faint odor of ******* lust?
As long as they're low shelf, I'll be just fine
So I'll have a little love with my bottle of wine
Nobody gets me.
Zoe Mae Jul 2021
He gets very lonely writing for an audience of one

It's tiring knowing the ending before it's even begun

And he claims that he just does it for fun

But deep down he knows he wants to please everyone
Zoe Mae Jul 2021
I put stockings on my head and robbed the corner store for gum

I ran down the train tracks naked with just my sneakers on

I went into a church and smoked a cigarette
Put it out in the holy water  
Something I'll never forget

I stole wine and brandy from my mom
Decided I would tie one on
But ended up ******* the bed instead

I was a dreadful mess by the age of 10
Should have seen it coming then
Night, cuties and pies,
whether you're opening or closing your eyes,
I wish you the same ammount of luck.
If your day is starting, have a nice day,
if the moon is up there, sleep tight,
if it's noon, remember, no shots before five.
Tomorrow will be a brand new story to tell,
more lines to write, more ideas to sell,
another chance to outdo yourself.
Random one. But I felt like it.
Zoe Mae Jul 2021
I'm the blonde black sheep
In a family of five
And the secrets I keep
Are what's kept us alive
Brumous Jul 2021
a shower at midnight,
small snacks at 2:22,
coffee at 3:14,

I stayed up all night,
to find distractions,
and waste some time.
I slept at dawn.

I only got two hours of sleep, but I don't feel tired.
Brumous Jun 2021
Love can't be the solution for all,
I'm alright dancing alone,
waltzing with echos in the halls

It might be lonely,
but I am enough to keep me company

Stay away from me,
If love would hurt, I'd love myself first
Shut the door; needing it isn't a necessity.

I'll have the red string untied,
free from the boundaries of love
Taking a meaningless joyride,
from dawn to midnight
taking in the world so wide
It's enough having a friend by my side.

-Br.
Pas Seul - /ˌpä ˈsəl/
a dance for one person.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyN6o_Eyfl8
I prefer listening to songs while writing. This song feels calming since I've been blasting loud songs this past few days. I also used this song so that I can write it with a tad melody of some sort.
Brumous Jun 2021
Deadlines
Procrastination
Anxiety
and Doubt

That is the reason I never change now
Yet, I smile from the pressure.
I surely don't enjoy this,
it doesn't really change with time
still procrastinating.
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