#under poems on Hello Poetry

Medusa Feb 2018

I read what you wrote, and I knew I had it coming
They say that someday the first will be last
Nothing goes so nice and orderly
My Love Shall Not Crawl Away

Not quite like that, my oldest friend
Let us talk and kiss once again

I have let you down?
Imagine me, in the snow,
All that hope

Yet all the years of expecting nothing
Taught me how to listen, how to gird myself
Against

You ever breaching this fortress
Of other potential Assassins

But our mothers can't climb this high
I'm ready to strike mine if she dared
Dead 13 years, but that won't stop me
Nothing will, just the thought of you

Forget it.
I ask you, forget us.
If one of us can escape this net
Such strange thing without a name

I want it
I need it
I hope it

Will be you.

~*~

2018

sometimes you have to let the poetry go, even if it isn't right at all. . . .

#first #warrior #love #deep #under #all #that #snow

Jessy Feb 2018

Over Under

Over thinking
Heavy drinking

Under eating
Always repeating

Over stressed
Very depressed

Under weight
Slow heart rate

#over #under #poetry #depression

branded glaciers GE Jan 2018

never been left

...
..
.

never been left
how could you
write me wrong

dangling off the cleft
how could you
this has
never
been
our
song

love was
blown
like
glass candles

my heart sewn
to
an
seamstess' vandle

harping in dreams
that's all
of
me's

how could
we say
never been left
?

...
..
.

answers accepted
like
applications
...
..
.

#tag #yourself #under #mine #artvark

Jellyfish Dec 2017

Dive Away

It's becoming so hard to express myself, especially here. It makes me want to crash into the ocean and disappear.

#sink #under #sad #frustrated #longing

Phoebe Woods Dec 2017

Under this roof

Four walls and a door propped open.
Roof comfortably overhead.
Full size bed with a squishy mattress.
Glass of water on the bedside table.

Prescription bottles gathered on the dresser.
Parental gaze from overhead.
Creeping fear from the open door.
Broken shard of glass on the floor.

Blood pooling in the carpet.
**** deep in both arms.
Well-known fear out the open door.
Broken body on the floor.

#suicide #cutting #trapped #under #this #roof

Mary Frances Oct 2017

Crawl

You keep
crawling back
under my skin,
within my thoughts,
and
inside my heart.

#you #under #back #pastlove #love #skin #thoughts #heart

Zero Nine Sep 2017

Suffer Summer: "September Under Ground"

Am I just not quite my self?
Should I reach out?
Ask for help?
Well, all the others have

ALREADY BEAT ME THERE

Am I just too reclusive?
Should I reach out?
Ask for help?
Sounds ******* amazing,
honestly, but

YOU CAN'T ASK SOMEONE TO CARE

now can you?

The saying goes, if you don't feel old,
you're not old.

Me, I don't feel anything explosively,
aging fast.

The last time I remember as rapturous,
I was dumb.

Pushed up against the locker.
Never been kissed, since then
I've kissed and kissed and lips
have never been as plump.

The last time I remember excitedly,
I was dumb.

I was fifteen,
was sixteen,
then dead.

I was young, dumb,
now numb and wasted.

Just wasted.

it's not their fault.
i wasted myself.

shout out to afi's decemberunderground

easily their worst album

<3

but what a year

#sixteen #suffer #summer #september #under #ground #help #depression #reach #out