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D Eaf Feb 2019
S
L
O
W
L
Y

This
        Ship
                Is
                   Sinking

Rock bottom.
Yushi Jan 2019
What do you do when you are stuck in quicksand?
You take slow movements.
Take life at you own pace, things will get better.
ardnaxela Jan 2019
I used to love it when you


Wait.

Or how about how you





No.


You know what













Never mind.
thank u, next
Steve Page Jan 2019
Six
Lord, make everyone 6 years old
and while I'm being unusually bold
fill them with 6 year old wonder
and a 6 year old's hunger,
with 6 year curiosity
and a 6 year old's honesty.
Give them 6 year tenacity
and a 6 year old's capacity
for a 6 year old's need
at live at half-speed,
content to let life
be their daily delight.
Oh Lord, I ask that each of us might
keep a 6 year old's insight
and live this life
6 year old childlike.
The kids have got it right.  Special credit to Nico and Olly.  2 boys who love life.
unnamed Jan 2019
When I lay with you
Time seems to slow

Eyelashes flutter
Like a butterfly flying off

As you glance down at me
Through droopy eyelids

One day I shall join you
6 feet under

And lay with you once again
Kellin Jan 2019
I have lost a lot of good things in my life, most was from my own ignorance.
However, I like to believe that everything happens for a reason and better days are ahead.
But
the
days
just
come
so
slow.
Rowan S Jan 2019
Take life
              s l o w

Move like thickened molasses
I slip step by step
'cross the thinned ice
Testing for the cracks
Gaping holes that lead
To my icy end
This slouching snail'd pace
Comes from past life
My bones still chilled
From former submersion

Take life
              s l o w
eleanor prince Dec 2018
he begets
fullness
of a tremor

steals a
touch
then it's lost

dew on blooms
gleam
dissolve

focused
vibration
passes

lips pause
barest
trace

kiss of
warm breeze
on still day

more sought
courted
met

frenzied tension
slowly rising
heralds

smiling dance
cells in naïve
cacophony
Audra Dec 2018
i sit on my bed
telling my mind to be quite,
for my mind is alert
but my body is tired.

webs of questions,
tangles of people,
and strings of stories
combine in my thoughts.

my fingers are lethargic,
neither foot will cooperate,
and my eyes are drooping—
all longing for sleep.

but my mind will win
because it won’t shut up.
yes, i really am that tired
Simon Dec 2018
The wind's pulling us apart
My words seem to let you down
I don't pretend to replace your art
But your voice's dragging me around
It would be so cool if you showed sometime
That you care and don't want me to drown
Are we stronger than this?
despite my flaws and the vices i'm into
you find the way to love me too
Still, my hearth aches when you push me back
But I get it, "take it slow"
I beg you darling, lets be clear with our thoughts
I can only act upon myself, you know?
So i'll give things time and hope it shows
We're stronger than this, let's take it slow.
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