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Lillian May May 2018
constantly caught
in contradiction
the want
to take in everything
and never close my eyes
and the longing
to keep them shut forever

i guess it's the affection
for two respective distractions
one conscious
the other not
i wish for silence as i wish for anything;
a sliver of hope
and a hefty helping of pessimistic realism

distraction from what? they ask
oh i don't know
but if i were to ponder a guess
id say mere existence
id suppose, perhaps,
a distraction from everything in me
everything in my mind
which is me in essence
what is a person without mind?
an entity of nothingness
molecules clumped together haphazardly
and meaninglessly
~
a late, sleepless night's worth of thoughts for your reading pleasure... or displeasure. that part is up to you. nevertheless here it is
Nivine Nahli May 2018
Those sleepless nights, repeat themselves.
The thought of you leaving me out in the open,
Leaving bruised and broken.
I’m numb feeling no emotion.

The accumulation of dust on my bookshelves,
Is the evidence that I haven’t moved in days.
I might be permanently stuck in this haze.
Those sleepless nights, I beg for you to stay.

n.n
Verbatim Lynnie May 2018
Black surges, forges piling emotion,
Foraging, attaining such predicted erosion.
Color the rubies to a diluted amber,
Brittle, dripped gems are toxic, I clamber
To the lamp as to see my implicit devotion.

Vitals ascend, and I can't perceive
This motionless forfeit I often receive.
Aid is essential, it holds potential,
To cure this conflicted, addicted vessel.
My heart on my sleeve, I'm undeceived.

I implore to explore, as breath, I leave,
So close to dying, I'm on the eve
Of darker clothing, and flowers to family,
Hallucinate my abnormalities.
Yet somehow, I am still on my feet-
All feedback is welcome and appreciated.
Jacob Lyons May 2018
You thought I'd go away
I'm the color red in speech
I'm the color blue in thoughts
The color green when I see
Burn inside of the anger
Of a thousand years of fire
Drown inside of the sleepless
Nights that I've had, I'm tired
Search into my envy, my jealously
My wishing for more, my everything
I know that time goes and goes
But my mind doesn't like the clock
It keeps looking up and the hope
Dies inside of my nightmare thoughts
Ron May 2018
Always at night
When the thoughts flood my head
Keeping me up
Thinking bad things instead
I try to force them all out
Though they sneak their way in
Night after night
Again and again
DJL May 2018
it's 2:31 am and I'm still wide awake
it's 2:31 am and you're the only thing on my mind and god I wish you would just stop running because I'm exhausted
its the thought of leaving you
it's the thought that you've already left and I didn't get the chance to say goodbye
it's 2:31 am and I've never been so sleepless
Janine Jacobs Sep 2015
Chaos of my thoughts
refuses to settle.
I try to drown it in ink,
to calm it in poems
that paper can't handle.
Hours later, here I lie.
Kissing the darkness
pleading to starless skies,
to silence,
the demons of my heart.
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