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Danielle Jul 2018
Selfish needy human that I am.

My false courage and determination.

Standing among the wreck;

The mess I seemingly created.

Confusion robs my judgment

And I stand lost and alone,

Until the pieces begin to fit.

But I will stand strong and steadfast

As this world tears apart.
CA Smith May 2018
Sturdy
A house on a hill
With firm foundations
A treasure box for memories
A sanctuary when life chases after you

Unwavering
The winds hit hard
Yet the candle in the lighthouse does not flicker
To steer sailors away from the rocks
The flame is true
Guiding home those who are lost

Resolute
Determined to the end
A never faltering promise
To be there, no matter what it takes

Steadfast
I am for you
My love is true
My arms are open
And you will be accepted, no matter what
Solitude Man Feb 2018
Highs before beloved biles
Bliss followed by bitter sweetners
A paradox
She loves her beloved
And he loves her too
But she fears that he looks into her eyes to see only what is easy to find

Does he see her?
Does he have the patience to read her?
Inbetween the lines of her cries
Elegantly striding down the ailse of her heart
Yet knocking down her priceless art

Her complex heart and complex mind
Begs him to look deeper in
Shes scared and scarred
Her insides need more love
Because beloved highs and lows make her juxtaposed.

Her fear pushes him away
But the look in her eyes screams stay
Soothe the worry lines away
A task not everyone can bear
In beloved highs and lows.

                                       -Lily Bajo
neko-nae Aug 2017
a light-headed
easiness is my breath,
finding footing and security
in the simple act
of breathing in
& out--

i am figuring out
what feels good, natural
like the length of leg-hair
that grows with steadfast vibrancy,
a thickness i accept
like the curves of my thighs, touching--

your words bring nurturing comfort,
this feeling of acceptance
& patience in your arms, distant
while i caress my own heart
with sweet nothings,
knowing full well we're both worth it--
Loving yourself makes it much easier to love another.
Donielle Apr 2017
The bird song begins earlier than I am prepared to hear it.
The sun has not yet made his entrance
to this side of the world
but I feel light dawning inside me.
My leaves are strewn about,
having landed violently at my feet last night.
My branches are sore,
I rocked and groaned all night long,
and my trunk is weaker --
I am cracked
and missing a few layers --
but my roots,
they go deeper than you could imagine,
and I will not falter.
I may sway,
shed pieces to the storm,
but I will not fall.
Elaina Feb 2013
Just like sails unfurled
Holding steadfast in the wind
You are by my side
"You're soo going to Hell!"

"Wha-‽Naw; noo.
No. Reckon I ain't.
I ain't goin' ta Hell!
Open yo ****** eyes!
Hell is already upon us.
Hell's right in front'a me.
Hell's right in front'a y'all.
Hell's been tryin' to find me for a good minute
then Hell's comin' for my jester/hard-rock-musician ***
and I'm gonna give it my own hell directly-the-**** back,
thank-you-very-******'-much.


See: the Devil hates being stood up to.
Look him in the eye and hold your ground.
He only has what power you sacrifice to him.
Once you flinch, look away, get cocky: you've lost.
That's the crack in the dam; the noose 'round yo neck.

The same be true of God, the coward.
That's what the Devil did, the traitor.
Go figure he hates it, too!
Authority hates dissent.
Whatever side of whatever **** fence.

They both one of a kind;
spawned of Godmind.
Just like us. What, you surprised?
Jesus ******' Christ!
What are they teaching you in school these days?

Jack-******'-****, I reckon.
Go to hell!"
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