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Anais Vionet Jul 31
Ex-President Trump had a near miss recently. That can be traumatizing.

We know how it is, our old republic survived a near insurrection recently.

At least Trump's assailant was killed, he can rest easy.

Thanks to faux-jurisprudence, our felon is still out there - on the loose.
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Songs for this:
Run On by Elvis Presley
Use Me (feat. Cynthia Greene) by The Brooklyn Tabernacle Choir
Order My Steps by The Brooklyn Tabernacle Choir
BLT Merriam Webster word of the day challenge: Jurisprudence: the philosophy or system of law.

I love gospel music, maybe because I’m from Georgia, the home of MLK, civil rights and the Ebenezer Baptist Church. Lisa (who lives in Manhattan) and I’ve made two pilgrimages to the Brooklyn Tabernacle to hear the Brooklyn Tabernacle Choir. I admit that I’m a heathen and a pagan but when I hear a gospel choir - I'm easily reduced to tears, and I’m moved to at least wish that I believed.

I would never wish Mr.Trump harm. I would like to see him loose fairly and resume his opulent, civilian life.
Ashlyn Yoshida Jul 2020
Traveling down this
long old road
in a place I haven't been to in years
Traveling far away from my recent past
And although it was loved
I shed not a tear
Just a small essay of 14 paragraphs long
Was enough to confirm what I had thought
I was worthless in their eyes
each and every one
and if I had stayed
I would have just been

a l o n e
Jules Oct 2019
I'm doing much better
I think that it's the weather
I think that it's the fact I haven't seen you since December
I think it's in the sky
I think that I know why
I think it's cause I've recently been seein other guys
I'm doing much better
faye Jul 2019
And the epiphany of it all was when we looked into each others eyes and I saw galaxies in yours while you saw nothing in mine.
thanks, love.
Heros

Medallion on the spine.  A golden paper label.
Notes   Fishing Tales Ⓜ️
SoZaka Mar 2018
robots need wires and some ingenuity
lovers need desire and some promiscuity
can you feel the connection in our hearts
like a current it flows electrically
bringing me alive from the depths of artificiality
so I may know life
before it is a dream once again
SoZaka Mar 2018
you have eyes like mine
I have eyes like you

a horizontal flow of emotional perfection
shining
glass blue

I can see my soul and I know you can see yours too
so I won't blink unless you do

if only we could break this clear wall through
that leaves us feeling
so glass blue
Leeann Rose Jan 2018
I was to depressed to love you correctly.
I swear I tried ...
I thought letting u do whatever ,would make u happy and maybe would make me happy. Most nights I cried.
Pretending I didn't care that u went out those nights .
When I never wanted to be alone ..  
all it did was push me away from you.. Everything went falling and crashing into pieces, all that we worked so hard for , there was no more.
Had one foot in , and one foot out the door. Maybe, our love wasn't ready for loving anymore.
Sarah Ramlal Aug 2017
I'm trapped.
I can't breathe.
Losing hope,
I'm falling deep,
"I hope you stay,"
silently I pray.
My love for you,
won't lead me astray.
I need you now,
more than I can explain.
Just hold me close.
Promise me,
please promise me,
you won't disappear.
I'm fighting to stay,
fighting to love,
just hoping someone,
will help me up.
Losing my faith,
day by day.
Sometimes I don't,
believe that you'll stay.
My heart is broken,
pieces are gone.
My darkest days have,
taken my crown.
I no longer smile,
no longer laugh.
I'm trying to hold on,
with all my heart.
I hope you understand,
that I mean no harm.
It's just my darkest days,
have taken arm.
Trying to hurt us,
that's what they do.
My darkest days are
coming through.
Sarah Ramlal Aug 2017
Now it's my turn,
to help you.
You held them close but
they let you go.
You held on tight and
fixed each crack.
How could I expect
you to watch,
your back?
But past is past,
none of that matters,
now it's my turn.
You say,
you don't want it,
sometimes I believe you
but I see the hope,
I see the light
that can shine so bright.
Now it's my turn
to win this fight.
Not for me,
not at all.
Just to you,
cause you deserve it all.
An angel which has fallen,
soul so black,
I know he needs saving,
I got his back.
So I'll heal him,
hand sew each stitch,
making him whole.
That is my last dying wish
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