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Mamolefe Oct 2022
I often find myself chasing gold these days.

Whether it is burning my fingers raw as I dig under sand
or by starring zealously at the sun.

Yellow and Orange have turned into my favourite colours of joy and pain. It’s tones hiding secrets I wish to understand behind my own skin.

They are forcing me to fast through bananas and naartjies; discipline myself with lemons and butternut.
Emily Oct 2022
She was sheltered
All her life
Even though she's been through trauma
This kind of trauma was a trauma that she felt as if had broke her
Because she was sheltered she never believed people that she trusted could ever hurt her to the point she felt completely broken
To the point she felt like giving up on life
Finding new ways to expire her life daily, more than her usual suicidal tendencies
She dreamed of what could of been
If it was her fault
But then she concluded at one moment
He was at fault
He wronged her
She as a person was the victim
And even tho she felt broken, backtracked, that its okay to feel that way
Because someday soon
She will go forward
She may be a victim but that doesn't define her
She isn't the person who she was before
But she will be stronger, smarter and better than ever before
Kristin Kepner Aug 2015
I wanna touch the earth
I wanna breack it in my hands

I wanna pillow of blue bonnets
And a blanket made of stars

I wanna walk not run
I wanna skip and not fall

I wanna look at the horizon
And not see a building standing tall

I wanna be the only one
for miles and miles

— The End —