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Flower breach the cement,
Arrest my lament,
My beautiful heart, rescend into dark intense.
Dani Jan 2020
It's been storming for a while
Can't you hear the window panes shaking
Can't you feel the house shivering
From the bitter wet cold...
I think something is leaking
My heart has a crack
Now it's dripping onto the floor
It's been storming for a while in there
I feel the thunder roar
The howling of the wind
I can feel my heart freezing
Then I feel that strike of lightning
One sharp crack
Breaking down the roof of my heart
Pouring rain
Pain...
Maybe that house needed to burn down
In the howling rain
I can build it up again
Better than before
A warm place inside
During any weather
Even the worst storm
Lexi Snow Jan 2020
How can you sleep knowing that you can easily hurt someone close to you?
Easy, it's because they don't know you're hurting
You put up all these walls to the point that saying "it's fine" is the verge of tears
You know you're not fine, but you push through it all
Trying to stay focus on one project a day gets harder as days pass
You just wish for someone to ask if you need help with any of your projects
...but no...no one ask, but it's fine
It's fine that you can silently cry and no one will notice your puffy red face
It's fine that you had to suppress emotions to make your friends and family happy
It's fine that your parents haven't seen you have an anxiety attack
Wait, no...change that, to the fact that parents think my anxiety is part of a phase
If it was a phase, I would like it to be over already
A phase is what my parents were thinking when I wanted to dye my hair
A phase is what my friends thought when I realized I liked girls
But hey, it's fine
Generally okay with the fact that I will rarely get support from family
But it's fine because my "family" that I have created thanks to some loyal friends will be there holding signs, screaming my name louder than everyone
It's fine that I can barely speak about myself without getting mixed up emotions
Emotions that have been hiding under my bed with the monsters that stopped existing
The emotions everyone clearly don't want to see with me...so then I put up more walls
Each wall stronger than the last one
Using all kinds of materials for each wall
But its it's okay because I think it's fine.
Recently, I wrote this poem and hoped that it would help me through all my tough times in the start of the new year...in the end all I kept saying was "it's fine."
Ptax Kuro Jan 2020
The stench from liquid, almost transparent
wallpaper glue
stunk up the room for a long time.
It took half a day to stick merely few
of those soggy and vile rolls.
Though the desire to change the overall
palette of the room to a favorite blue
existed anyway.

However by night, the area around
the window had dried up and peeled off the wall,
holding only around the ceiling
and the floor. The draft from the window was probably
to blame, the old frame even closed
still let the wind through the cracks. The worst
pieces had to be throw away and new
ones were cutted out. Those wallpapers, which were
still more or less holding on, were
put back on a simple office glue. While leaving the
room for re-drying, the most dangerous
sections of the window frame were covered with rags,
the door - with foam rubber and
old clothes.

It took 8 rolls in total.
In the 4 by 2.5 m bedroom, at a height
of about three meters,
one roll covered almost a full
two meters of the perimeter. Therefore,
excluding the window,
but taking into account the gaps to adjust the pattern,
seven rolls were used for the walls. The eighth
remained spare but never came in handy.
Eight rolls cost (roughly)
230 UAH. Also glue for 83 UAH.
Ptax Kuro Jan 2020
Prepare two spackling knives in advance:
narrow and wide. Make sure
they have
sharp edges
although it isn't always important.
It's better to cover
the floor with poliethylen
before beginning the work.
You probably won't find any other
material in the same large quantities,
and you'll avoid washing the floor. Paper
has to be moistened,
so power outlets and switches
should be closed, covered or else.
Next, apply water on walls
using a sponge rubber roller
or cloth. In a few minutes
(you should wait)
the paper becomes soggy
and can be removed
with a simple moves
of the knife.
The damage done to the walls underneath
was minimal.
Buckshot remained stuck inside
along with pieces of skull.
It was decided to leave them, while pieces
of flesh were peeled off
with the wallpapers.
Mix a small amount
of spackling powder
and level the surface using both
wide and narrow knives.
Remaining putty was used to cover
dark stains left by fluid
dripping on the floor.
Due to the fact that
no one touched them for a long time,
they managed to soak
into the wall. The sandpaper
destroyed the rest of the details.
Chrissy Ade Jan 2020
You listen to me
But you don't hear me at all
I'm not so sure you heard
My screams and my bawls
You left me to sit here,
Watch me crumble and fall
Now I'm positive
You don't care at all
Because you never pick
Up the phone when I call
Now I'll sit here alone
And talk to these
Paper thin walls
Now I'll sit here alone and talk to these paper thin walls
Lost in a sea of madness
Life seems so short
Ready for all the sadness
You build your fort

These walls are the highest
Just to keep people out
No more bricks, these are the finest
Walls that have been built

Time ticks right on by
As you sit in your fortress
The walls are so high
It gets real hard to focus

You can't climb this wall
But wish you could
So scared you will fall
Just wondering if you should

It's not easy to break barriers
But someone must try
Without that we will all wither
Will we give up and die?
M Grant Teague Dec 2019
Breach
Breach
Breach
The walls have a breach
Breach
Breach
The walls have a breach
Breach
Breach

Walking in my own head
Feel safe from the attacks of old
Yet there you are breaching
With eyes of pure gold

I thought it was over
I thought it was done

Why does the cage have to exist?
Why does this prison have chains?

I’m lost again.
Lost in the depth of your soul.
**** the universe that collided
Together to make us stand in
The rain.

You are leaving
I wish you were gone
The pain you give me
Is far too strong
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