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Mila Berlioz Jul 2016
I woke up, freezing, in the middle of summer, because of the cold beneath these covers.
I miss you, you've changed.
You're not here, where have you been?
With whom?
Come back, don't leave me with these empty covers.
Will you please, please come back?
Will you take care of me?
Will I not be cold at night?
Come back.
I'm bleeding out, like ink on paper
My heart stopped beating, my chest is an empty crater
Today I died again, just like I did yesterday and the day before
But I've stopped minding, I'm too numb to feel sore

Later when I'm done ruining the sheets, and I'll have nothing more left to bleed
I'll turn my head, and find they've been bleached
And now, you can't see the red stains, or smell death in the stitches
Quick, before the lights turn on, change the scene, flick the switches

Let's make me the mastermind behind my own death
Let's play that game where you knock out my breath
We've been playing for so long, I've gotten used to dying
But recently it hasn't been much fun, when I'm the only one left crying
Sydney Ann Apr 2016
Sometimes I'd like to think I'm sane
when I know were all so crazy
I like to think that you'd say yes
while lots of others gave me maybe
some days I dream of ways to fly
instead of always crawling
sometimes I think of how the morning stars would make a pretty grave
but most of the days I'm dreaming of your face to block this ceiling
I'm tired of looking at the paint and feeling cold sheets
Be with me please
You're all that I need.
Baylee Jan 2016
Fluffed pillows with a sunken spot where your head was,
Ruffled sheets and messed up blankets,
Your toes stick out from under the comforter,
Exposed to the cold, winter air that has
Infiltrated the warm bedroom you sleep in.

The bed is warm and so is your skin
As is the spot you two were sleeping in.
She's still sleeping;
Lying peacfully wrapped around you,
With your head on her chest,
*You listen to the song her heartbeat plays.
Marissa Mira Dec 2015
Just for tonight
We are human
Tomorrow wisdom will come
But for now
you can touch me - it's forgiven
Your tongue taste like sweet religion

Be careful
Lovers don't feel this innocent
This must bring hell to my doorstep
But your eyes hold thousands of constellation
Oh the devil knows how I adore the stars

My dearest mother would surely cry at this sight
But the way your finger tips graze my neck
I wouldn't have a second thought

You're killing me slowly with your touch
Your shaking breathes place me between hell's flames and heaven's gates
Your legs trembles from the way my lips feel against your skin
I'm sorry,
I made you weak
I thought you were of the mighty gods
But in between the sheets
You're made of blood just like me

Tonight, We're human
E Townsend Nov 2015
10w
i could feel your heart beat through the bed sheets.
lol this is about my dog
For the constellation you claim to be, allow me to stargaze beneath your sheets.
ji Nov 2015
When you feel like I'm starting to slip away, ask these unmade sheets how many times I've said I never want to see you go over eyes that flood tears. They'd tell you. Perhaps the warmth of my skin has lingered on its fibers. Wrap it around your body; feel my embrace.

When you feel like I'm getting cold, place your ears on these walls of white and eavesdrop to every remnant echo of burning, unsaid "I love you." They'd tell you. Find solace in the whispers of my love, in every heartbeat these walls would reverberate.

I wish you don't, but when you feel like I've never truly loved you, read every word I wrote to every inch of my red notebook. They'd tell you. I left my heart there... every single tiny crumb.
//111515
Rachel Sterling Sep 2015
I catch your scent in my covers and sheets as I roll over sleepily
I inhale it deeply
Savoring the familiar smell
Comfort, arms, forehead kisses
A solid chest covered in dark, soft hair
The sensation of your bare shoulder on my lips
The soft skin of your neck
The rasp of your beard on my cheek
The solidness of your strength curled around me
I comfort myself with the knowledge that this isn't permanent.
I exhale and smile, wrapping myself in the blankets before drifting back to sleep.
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