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Rachel Hanna Aug 2016
when  i a m alone-
i start to paint
with blacks and blues
and
gloomy greys.
i paint a  picture of
perpetual
pain.
and when i a m done,
and the
canvas
is bursting
i cut it away-
cover it up.
and i stand
there
staring
at the mineral white
paint
slightly faint.
Rachel Hanna Aug 2016
the world in three
and us in one-
the air above
and
water beneath.
we can go
there-
and touch
with words
what no
one
has.

touch me with words.
wrap me with words.
denouement
me.
breath the words
into me
let the air
the god
carry them-
but only
the
words.

take me
with
words

there

we are not
really
here.
Mikkel Mathiesen Jul 2016
There are wolves in the forest
I'm the moon to which they howl

Thousands of stars ******
I'm the black sky in which they lie

Leaves fall from the trees
I'm the wind which carries them

Branches crack and plunges
I'm the sound of devastation

Saplings grow and evolve
I'm the light which guides them

Shrooms chatter and wonder
I'm the mellow forest bed

Trees stand as giants
I'm the solid ground of rock and soil

I am Everything
Holey Jul 2016
Hello,
Someone,
Anyone,
Please hear me.
Hello,
Father,
Mother,
Please listen.
There is something I have been meaning to tell you.
The issues in my head won't go away,
and sometimes I look at you and think you don't love me,
I am so insecure about my personality,
So I lie to mask myself.
This anxiety is ripping parts of me away,
The parts that can't be replaced,
There is no transplant to replace my mind.
Hello,
Someone,
Anyone,
Please hear me.
Hello,
Father,
Mother,
Please listen.
There is something I have been meaning to tell you.
I am slowly dying inside and I don't think you understand.
This is serious almost inconspicuous,
So this is what I ask of you,
Please tell me that you love me,
Reassure me that you care,
Bring out myself in me,
and show me that you're there,
This is the only way to get better
Reassurance is key
This will help me put back the me in me.
Sincerely,
A anxiety filled body.
Saplings... This is true.
Dita H Jul 2016
I needed you to be there.
No words, no touches.
I just needed you to be there.
To watch me rip myself out,
Cry my eyes dry,
scream my throat hoarse.
Waste myself away like the rest of them.
I needed you to be there
Jack Jenkins Jun 2016
You're beautiful.*

I know you don't see or feel that a lot of the time
You feel like
Starving
Pill popping
***
Blades
Are the only way out of the pain
I can assure you it isn't
Because you're a beautiful person
For being able to endure what you've been through
Still finding friends to love and care for
Expressing yourself in the midst of the pain

Though memories may cause you to fall
You be sure to get up and keep going on
And if you ever need a helping hand
Or just a hug
Remember: *
You're still beautiful
How many masks did I tear off their faces?
I've already lost count.
Of ****** faces and bruised eyes.
There's no heaven where I'm going.

Do they still breath I wonder.
Will they be happy?
Can I see them, my afflictions.
Will they find solace in my suffering?

The pain I feel.
It's all in my head.
The guilt of ******.
The pain of abandon.

Remind me in a park why you left.
So I can walk my own trail once more.
noone
Sean Hunt Jun 2016
We can walk on water
We can walk on air
In dreams we walk
Everywhere

Life is lucid
Some of the time
But it doesn’t
Always rhyme

Let’s step out of the box
And break the chains
Then nothing will ever
Be the same

Sean Hunt June 2nd 2016
Based on a short video exercise at Wordsworth Trust:  https://vimeo.com/169125279  The group watched this short video and respoded with a poem
Loveless Apr 2016
There is no hope, only despair
Revived by the star
The dark sun shines on the lands
And brings destruction of the world
The warriors , the guardians, the healers
Conspire for the morrow
Fifth part of poem angel
A poem with various interpretations.
Though I'm writing it as a story but still it have many meanings and it means what you understand out of it.

Other parts coming soon...
Peter J Thomas Mar 2016
A tired smile,

A knowing stare,

The times he wished,

He wasn't there.
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