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Oskar Erikson Jan 2017
The moments with you, i recycle.
*(some say i mangle.)
but everything gets a little worn out.
We Are Stories Nov 2016
put an empty hand under water
and watch it waste away, watch it squander-
let it stay and stay the same, let it ponder
and never do a single thing, never wander-
look at the sink as it drips
never drink never sip,
just stare as the the wooden floors
turn to mold and corrode under sudden force-
turn your eyes away
don't you even look
although we want to stay
we know the time that it took
to be a ghost in the day
but then at night we're a rook
i used to beg to go play
but now my life i forsook-

pinch yourself because the blood wont swell
up high enough for you to smell
that armpit sweat from being too nervous to tell
the truth sometimes, so we hide in our shell
from the growing guilt making it hard to not yell
- but swallow it down, ignore the burdens you felt-


the meadows are nonexistent in southern Florida,
when will i see more than dried up sand-
the forests have washed away into suburbia,
when will i feel green moss in my hands-
when all i know is gone
i know i don't have to beg
- you will twirl your hair like those twirling leaves-
when all i know is gone
i know i can rest my head
- i will keep you here, safe inside my memories-

-when i wake up from my dreams,
i will forget we met.
but if i remember a single thing,
there wouldn't be a second to correct-
Orlando Ortega Apr 2016
I loved her once, right?
She was my sun, my universe in a constant state of rebirth
Marvelously violent was my passion, and her love a serene light
Perfect we were once
But I now question its worth
Her love for me grows with each day,
And my own for her becomes ever shrouded in darkness
Slipping slowly, quietly away
Into an abyss from where nothing returns
I grieve
Because one day nothing will be left of her heart, nothing but a beautiful mess
And I don't know how to stop myself from snuffing out her light
Erika Castaldo Dec 2015
An invisible noose
Was around my
Neck
When you told
Me you didn’t
Want me.

You couldn’t tell
How hard it
Pulled on my
Throat
When you walked
Away.

I held onto
The rope choking
Me
When I seen
You everyday
And had to
Pretend nothing ever
Existed between
Us.

The stool slipped
From beneath my
Feet
When I watched
You staring at her
Until you got
The courage to
Ask her
Out.

I swung from
The rope
While I seen
You place a
Ring on her
Finger.
There's a hole in my pocket
And the memory of who I wanted to be fell through and into the cracks in-between the floorboards
I can't seem to retrieve the concept of who I once was,

It's getting colder outside, and my brick walls have been crumbling as of late
And the inside of this house isn't exactly beautifully picturesque

The soul I've stolen for show and tell isn't my own and he's much nicer
than the thief underneath

So please, do me a favor,

And leave
Kate Sep 2015
I reach out for your hand but my grip isn't that strong
you wouldn't dare let go of me
and I am here asking you please
stop holding on

Let me fall so I can become stronger on my own
If being alone is what it'll will take
then let the isolation come in thousands
and swallow me alive

I'll make depression look like a fantasy
a never ending storm of chaos
cause nothing could be more destructive than
my own mixture of time and troubled thoughts

And yes you'll try to help me, but I am so far from help
I rather suffer in silence then see the same pain I know in your eyes
so I am asking you for your own sake
to let my hand go, I can do this on my own
... at least I think
Klvshp0et Jun 2015
I found her
resting atop a hill.
Where fields stretched
far beyond I could imagine.
As I approached her
She told me her name
and took my hand
and led me to places
I never thought I would go.

She led me through lustful forests.
Which heightened my senses
to the point where my mind
was overtaken by
every essence of her.
She craved for me
and I could not resist.
She pulled and tugged
at my heart.
Just as she did my hand.
Until I practically
became her shadow.

I followed her
through bad times
that brought about feelings
of pain and suffering.
These feelings would
gradually transform
to endless tears that would
slowly drip from my face
like rain upon a window.
She was still with me
but I felt her slipping away
from our grip and leaving me
to return to the restless state
I once belonged to.

She soon drifted away
and I refused to be alone
so I chased her.
With all of my strength
I pursued her for days.
Until her presence
no longer existed before me
and I was once again
alone.
Adam Childs Mar 2015
Towers tumble, egos fall
My house, is on fire
But I will not get there
Chest squeezing in despair  

My heart is breaking
The ropes are slipping
And life is disappearing
Just keeps on racing

Been such a fool
Always born a tool
Paddled and paddled but
Yet so wasteful, in my toil
  I had to spoil

Just missed the bus
There goes my train
The enemy scores again
Though my legs how insane  

Keep on falling
My heart is calling
A tumble ****
Just keeps on rolling

Spent so long
Looking for answers
In places that had none  
The harder I try
The more I cry

As I am suddenly awoken
surrounded by costume
An actors changing room
Never learnt my words

But there is a
Blissful realization
When you see your
Life just slipping
Out of site, far away
Down the drain

As abandoned waters are lifted
A myriad of moonlight sparkles
Scattered sent shimmering
Cascading across my waters
I feel no need in responding  

When I am humbled
powerless out of control
My life vanishing  
A black hole
A dark void

I have to ask did I loose
my life or did I just
Serendipitously
just FIND IT
Amber Bowen Jan 2015
I'm struggling,
Embracing the fall
You're letting me slip on these sleek stone walls
If you won't pull me up,
Will you at least catch me?
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