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Berry Blue Jul 2020
when I lay, I wonder...
I shudder with terror...
!!!a future without you!!!
a giant heavy rock drops
right on my chest...
pressing pressure as I try to gasp for air
...sudden relief washes over me...
              !.I’m feeling.!
It’s just for few seconds though...
.then I’m right back to NOT feeling.

I called this my silver lining.
Jammit Janet Jul 2020
#31
Burn me alive,
End it all now,

I’m tired of the world,
I want to crawl back into my shell,

Of ignorance and bliss,
Before feeling overcame everything,
And my mind could manage and stall,

The unending dread,
The unending pain,
That recycles through my body,
And mental membrane,

Temporary relief,
Doesn’t last long,
Seeping into my bones,
Polluting my core,

Essence,
Lack of presence,
Take me away,
Bury me down low,

Erase me from existence,
Free from my soul.
Those moments where everything is just a bit too much to take.
Ashok Manikoth Jul 2020
When someone asks me to write on a topic of his choice I go blank I get writers cramps.
The words the verse for what it's worth should flow on it's own triggered by a thought or sight or sound.
I can't write for another however hard I try.
I write not for fame or fortune like a sneeze or cough got to get done with it to get relief.
My stock of words are limited my verse even worse but when I am done writing a smile flickers on my lips relief in my heart.
Chris Calkins Jul 2020
Pry
i feel like someone
is trying to pry open my ribcage
with a crowbar
like the doors to a closed bar
ready and wanting to drink in the rage
sitting in my heart

the only question is:
will they reach it before I die
and anger flows out of my body
on the wings of relief?
Zack Ripley Jul 2020
The day you passed away,
I couldn't see the sky.
Too many tears fell from my eyes.
But they weren't tears of grief.
They were tears of relief.
Because even though
I'd never be able to hug you
As you walked through the door,
I knew you weren't in pain anymore.
Cardboard-Jones Jun 2020
Photographs.
There was love here once.
There was happiness here once.
Once...
But time flew past
And we couldn’t keep up.
We tried our best
But you stopped to rest.
It doesn’t matter where you were
Or where you are now.
‘Cause you’ll never be where I am again.

Smiles and laughs.
We couldn’t get enough.
We couldn’t give enough.
But...
When the magic left,
And all that remained was us,
It wasn’t good enough,
I was never good enough.
I couldn’t recognize you,
But you swore you didn’t change.
I swear that I believed,
Because why lie to me?

You left me breathless
And God, did I miss the air.
You couldn’t care.
It doesn’t matter where you were
Or where you are now.
You’ll never be where I am again.
You’re a stranger.
A stranger of love.
manas Jun 2020
There is this world, not very far-
where travel words, spreading fragrance.

where to observe a wilting leaf,
time slows down and waits with patience.

deep sea secrets people here hold-
about fears and regrets, mistakenly unconsoled

Here shine stars of emotions too coy,
like love madness and infinite joy.

here true and fantasy merge into one,
to heal the scars of dreams undone.

Never are masks of lies here worn,
even flaws of life people here adorn-

this fine world shall light up your skies,
when you look into a poet's eyes.


And then on a cold, full moon night,
Open the gates to this kingdom of smiles,

Dive down deep into her voice,
Coz this world is a journey of thousand miles.

And when it ends, you shall see-
Every step was worth a lifelong memory.
What do I see in your eyes?
Empire Jun 2020
tw self harm




I hear its sweet voice in my head
Making promises
Offering deals....
A little cut to calm the nerves?
That.. that sounds reasonable...
Its voice grows louder and louder
Tempting, coaxing

I don’t want it!
I’m not doing that anymore!
I won’t do it!
I try to protest

But there’s an ache in my heart
A restless, painful void
And while I know it’s not a solution
I do know it’ll release some pressure....
Make it a little easier...
maybe? maybe I’ll try... just a bit...
Ali Hilout Jun 2020
I seek true peace, the kind you fail
To bring to light; yet, came across
With a long walk pier that has lights on the sides;
On a shore with beige sand,
Once I reach my fingers down into the sand;
Its grains give you chills and a unique relief,
Where your thoughts show signs of life,
For them to dance in the melodies of my mind.
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