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Melisha Landreth Feb 2015
You know why I drink this beer?
I drink this beer to drive away my tears
I drink this beer because you could no longer stand to be here.
I drink this beer to all of our wonderful memories.
I drink this beer to all the **** you have put me through.
I drink this beer because it was bought by some random dude I am now wishing were you.

I drink this beer because it is my old familiar friend brought here by the end
Of all that was me and you. I drink this beer because my darling we are through.

I drink this beer to get drunk hoping it will numb the pain I feel inside. I drink this beer because honestly I would rather die
than sleep one more restless night because frankly I am too weak to fight.

I drink this beer because drunkiness cures sobriety and that seems to be the way to get you from inside me.

Sobriety ******* *****. I drink this beer finally because I know now that there really is no longer an "us".
Reasons of why I drink beer at home at night by myself.
Sophie Coleman Feb 2015
we used to go back to your place at night
and stand by the window, watching
as the sky turned
blueblackpurple
a real rainbow
the stars exploding
and cows hopping

when the clock struck midnight but we
were simply background characters,
the story did not depend on
us.

back when the train never stopped
and we never stopped

and we would drive fast cars
draw on walls
beat the pavement with our feet as
we ran
royalty of the night
our crowns made of street lamps.

when the midnight wolves howled
and the midnight children howled
we stomped our feet and howled
like the animals we were

and it was beautiful
and we were beautiful

our bodies made of light


but now the magic is over
the illusion that we could ever be
more than we were
is gone

our bodies return
to the way they were
before

cold
hungry
our bones return to dust


sorry darling but
we are no longer
in wonderland
A Wegner Feb 2015
I am done with these thoughts
Which race inside my head
I am done with felling restless
When I'm laying down in bed

Vanish into thin air thought
Forever you be gone!
No more carrying you around
As if you weighed a tonne

Thoughts, I thought I'd lost you
Way up in the sky
But those sneaky thoughts lay down to rest
And never leave my side
Part of my series of anxiety related poems. <3
o sleep
you are almost within my grasp
so close and yet so far away

o blissful rest
wash over me
give my weary mind an oasis

o restless mind
please yield and stop pursuing me
into the depths of insanity
Cheyenne Jan 2015
Here is my heart
and here is my soul
poured onto pages
that nobody knows.
Nobody's read them
and nobody will.
My mind, though so restless,
must remain still.
Rae Slager Jan 2015
I'm kept up at night
Thinking about you
And I wonder if thinking of me
Makes you restless too
Circa 1994 Jan 2015
Sad because you feel too much
Or mad because you can't feel a thing.
Greener grass beckons,
And you wave to it longingly.

Love the rise,
Hate the fall.
Melodramatic monotone of monotony.
Perishable Plateau.
Whisk me away into infinity.

Dead on arrival.
Dead to the world.
Dead as a doornail.

Stuff me back inside my body
Like clothes in a suitcase.
I fit. I promise.
JParker Jan 2015
Tap
tap*  tap  tap...

say my hands that rhythmically drum the tables surface
goes my foot as I anxiously wait
sounds from my pen as it bumps a blank paper

tap  tap  tap...

are my fingers that dance on black and white keys
to my sister's door late at night
are the chimes of a spoon against a champagne glass

tap  tap  tap...

on the backspace of the keyboard, withholding
nervously on the shoulder, seeking attention
on the chest, pointing to the heart.

tap  tap  tap...
The many meanings of a tap.
Rhianecdote Jan 2015
No rest for the Wicked.

No rest for the Weak.

No rest for the ones

that play Hide

and don't Seek.
SMN Dec 2014
when i go to sleep
i lay awake for at least
an hour or three
thoughts, memories and worries
filling my mind
but my mind is empty
i can’t hear anything
but yet everything
i feel numb
but yet i feel everything
every move, feeling and sense
nothing can make it stop
so i just lay awake
waiting
for it to pass
so my mind can get some rest

*(s.m)
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