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Joseph Worthy Apr 21
Standing alone- waiting.
And waiting.
And waiting.
And waiting.

Waiting till my hair turns gray.
Waiting till my brain begins to decay.
The amount of time I wait is minuscule compared to the time I will spend with her one day.
till the ****** of love
she sang

till the drapes
in tatters, wail
they shiver
threads,
to ribbons
as tears
frail in spring breeze
stiff
bony breath of winter
chills the soul
readies me for the wound

she could dance
belly and all
entrance my naked heart, my dizzy doldrums
how all I'd wanted
was her
in the midst
of my forest

mistake my love
for the stars
she did
for the myriad
she tossed her well
into my coin
and I drank her in
leagues deep
with one penny
for her mind
read her life
saw her perfection stem
in my interest
coffers full
no rust, pon my copper touch,
dividends of time, we had
and yet
by the hour, struck every eve,
the penny wast all I had
for, spat back, my penny went

a man can love a woman
but should his penny be worth her life
her love, her heavens, her crown,
men,
with wallets heavy as banks
will buy her drunk
ego, pride, unmerciful
to the brim
with lust
save one's penny, she'd be rich

though poor all her days, without you...
Who knew soul mates could be so cruel... and uninterested in love.
Eve Apr 20
the moment has passed.
did you remember to enjoy it?


the sun has set.
did you remember to bathe
in the dying rays?


they have left.
did you tell them you love them?


the options sprawl before you.
did you remember to take that risk?


you hated and you raged.
did you remember to grieve?




no matter.
look, another moment approaches.
Izan Almira Apr 19
Can we talk
about those teens
who saw their lives
draining out of their hands
like sand falling back into the beach,
and instead of holding it tightly
against their chests
decided to blow it away
with the wind;
like a kid blowing his candles
far too fast
and extinguishing the fire
from his only birthday cake
until there was nothing left
to live?
Artis Apr 19
How long—
would you—
wait?

Would you wait—
even if i told you
that time wont stop for us?

Would you wait
even if i said—
my heart has been drowned,
in love before
and then broken in the same moment.

Would you wait
even if it hurt you.
your heart burning,
burning
from the inside out
while you think of me?


Would you wait even if the clocks forgets the time
and everything doesnt make sense anymore.

Would you wait even if my words hurt your heart and pierce you effortlessly
is it worth—
is it worth the pain.

How much are you time are you willing to sacrifice
Even for a touch of love around your skin.

Would you wait—
When pieces of you will never feel the same?

Time is against us, my love
They say time heals all—
But why does time push me away from you?

I am not a promise my love,
I'm a slow burning fire that never stops hurting.


Would you wait..
for hours, months, years, just so you can feel a tight rush of adrenaline—
that ends in 2 seconds.

Would you wait if every heartbeat you gave me never came back?
and the words of ours are empty.

How long would you wait, my dear—
Till your fire runs out?
How long would you wait? 🥀
Eve Apr 18
N▇▇▇▇,
since we last talked, i wanted to tell you what you missed.

• truthfully, i wish you had been there when i was ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇.

• i thought you would have wanted to know that ▇▇▇ to ▇▇▇▇▇ again.

• also i found out that ▇▇▇▇ is
▇▇▇▇▇ than i ever realized.

• do you still ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ?
do you think ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ ?

• i wonder, did you ever ▇▇▇▇▇ what ▇▇▇▇ ? did ▇▇▇▇▇ it? you must have, otherwise, you ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ stayed.

• anyways, you also missed just how ▇▇▇
and ▇▇▇ i have ▇▇▇▇ the ▇▇.



and most of all, ▇▇▇ you ▇▇▇ don't truly ▇▇▇▇ deserve ▇▇ to ▇▇▇ know, ▇▇▇
not anymore. ▇▇▇

                                                     --M▇▇▇▇
a letter to ▇▇▇▇.
My mind is a reflecting pool
Shattered memories floating through
I reach out to grasp them
But they lunge away
I chase after
They disappear
They disappeared
I’m sorry to my past self
I’ve wronged you
I’m sorry to my past friends
I’ll never be the same man you know
But you weren’t returning anyways
I’m sorry to myself
I’ll never be the same man you know
I write
I write more
I write more again
I wrote
I’ve written
Stop this noise
Leave me in silence
I was never scared of silence
I was scared of losing sound
Aditi Apr 18
I wonder if you have scars,
To me, they would shine as if stars.
The luminaires without which
the night sky would be melancholic.
You are Imperfectly Perfect;
this might sound a little hyperbolic.

I wonder if you hate those cuts,
The ones that you shrouded with all your gut.
They are not scars, but stories.
Marking on the frame of your soul, a territory.
You are Perfectly Imperfect;
I hope you know what this reflects.

Time heals all wounds,
and leaves the scars.
How else would you know,
that you are a survivor?
If you have ever struggled with scars (could be from anything), then this one id for you. I hope nothing for you but to feel secure in your own body. I want to tell you that the scars don't make you worth any less. The only thing they make you is Unique. So make sure to wear with your head held high. I hope the hard times pass soon and you get better!
Lance Remir Apr 17
How could you ever understand
The pain that you inflicted upon me
The dreams you left me with
The rerunning of shared moments

You walked away with a smile
While I stayed in the same place, empty
Stayed in the same feelings, hopes
Stuck in place, wondering why

You laughed, you soared, you ran
While I am paralyzed, trapped, clipped
Weighed down by the memories and emotions
You gave it back to me when you were done

You made new friends, new memories
I withdrew from mine, from myself
I hit replay every hour, every day
Holding what was left in vain

You looked forward, head held high
Mine dropped low, looking back
I called you my everything
You called me a steppingstone

How could you ever understand
When you can't even empathize
How could I ever understand
When I can't even let go
Damocles Apr 17
The stars cascade into their myriad shapes,
Connecting the dots across the vast expanse.
In the hopes of finding you within an upward glance,
I search for you.
But beneath me lies the dirt and the ******,
And remnants of you were where you once stood.
Your footprints have been carried off onto the sands,
And I am drowning in the waters like the somber of tears.
I will drink from you every drop until the memories tear me apart.
Another inspired by the ole journal, the more I reflect on this time period the more i realize how messed up this one relationship made me for so long...it truly was dark times.
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