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K Nov 2017
You were solid ground I could stand on
In this melancholy sea of uncertainty
I had always been drawn to the unpredictable
but you were a home I could grow up in
I built a future I could hold in my palms on your foundations

The ground starts to shake
As you pull yourself from under me
The risk of drowning becomes more likely as the hours pass
I fear that if you are gone,
My future will follow

I believe in soulmates
You and I are complimentary figures
But perhaps I am not good enough for forever
We are in need of peace
Senseless acts of corruption sadly appear everywhere
Lives are sadly lost
That my friends is clear
Families are in a state of uncertainty
As they stand near the gate
If we as people do not get it together
It will be much too late
Erin Oct 2017
I try to imagine myself as warrior, as fierce, wild and free
Yet some days the tremors grip me and I am left sailing an open ocean while lying under covers
Salty waves harass my body, my open wounds hiss
Yet it is my teardrops that may drown me
Jamie Lee Oct 2017
Cogitating our path,
the many possibilities,
what has been, and yet to be.

Deliberating the actions,
or words that were spoken,
which have set me free.

Eluding the dramatics,
my conscious is aware,
of all that I am, or do.

Analyzing behaviours,
weighed without bias,
seeking what is true.

Discovering that lines,
may be deceiving,
questioning the certain.

Enlightening experiences,
much remains unknown,
hidden behind the curtain.
alex Oct 2017
if there
has to be named,
one thing i like is
sincerity.
the way the ocean
is unabashed
in loving the land,
waves kissing shores fierce;
the way the sky
cries and shouts
in his misery;
the honest way
facts stay true:
water flows always down,
freezes always ice,
dies always unseen.
if there is anything
whose taste i adore,
it's sincerity as
my stone heart offers
no empathy, as
news break hearts
and not all souls weeped.
if there
has to be named,
one thing i like is mystery.
it is in the way fire licks
and flickers and burns and
playing is a bet
of safety and danger,
how the weather roars
or settles calm as dead;
unpredictable.
it is how my lips
are pressed tight
against each other
and my heart a windowless,
doorless house.
mystery in the way we smile
behind frowns or cry
behind laughter.
if there's anything
whose taste i adore,
it's the mystery
i subjected on you:
is this heart cruel
or kind?
growingpains Oct 2017
I'm not ready to make it real yet, not ready to make it tangible yet
I don't even know what it is yet, I'm just certain that I'm frigthened
I convince myself that it isn't sacred,
That it has nothing to do with my faith
I convince myself that it'll go away and I'll be able to escape
Truthfully though, I don't even know what to do
Truthfully though, I don't want to allow myself to say it out of the blue
It could burn the images I've tried to build
Burn the comfort I've succeeded to achieve
With a fire vibrating shades of orange and red
Dismissing all the tears I've shed
But with that pool of purple, I wouldn't know how to handle it
I'd be rewarded with courage
But would still be bitter about the wounds, the damage
I don't even know what it is yet, I'm just certain that I'm scared
I don't know of what or of who,
Of how or of when
But I just know that I think about it until the days end
It shouldn't be so complicated and yet, here I am,
Incapable of admitting to myself who I really am
Emily McClelland Oct 2017
Thoughts awry under misconception,
allowing those not to take over.
As if to take hold of the reigns,
on your own uncertainty.
loser Oct 2017
lay down
on ****** shores

(fire tides at your heels)

incandescent skies
     raining down on phosphorus sand

think nothing
and just burn
everyday every minute
Aleah Oct 2017
You stand by me,
On my darkest days,
Even when I'm trapped,
In a blue haze,
So I want to show you,
What you mean to me,
Open up your eyes,
and make you see,
That I want you closer,
More and more each day,
And I know it seems,
Like I'm pushing you away,
How can I make you see,
When I can't even meet your gaze,
I always lose myself,
Suffocating in the blue haze.
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