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#lostfriendships
some nights fold in on themselves after too many years and decades spent emptying oneself for others like old letters re-opened accusing from where they'd been laid to rest found in yellowing files and folders debris stirring from the shadows unsettles the window ledge dust irritating the membranes of scent as memory floods with questions tagging along like curious children squabbling about whose fault it was that we sit writing with brimming eyes with the kind of solitary regret and shock that comes when bodies in a silent house wander around aimlessly trying to fill time with their pointless pursuits and blinded eyes imagining just another hit from some website will stave off stories of their past they shelved for nights like this when the spectres return to bring the bill from aged secrets banished
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Jul 24, 2024
Jul 24, 2024 at 6:08 AM UTC
some nights...
I was sure. That I knew who you were. And then I took a cloth, Cleaned my glasses and squinted, I didn’t recognize you at all.
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Jan 27, 2020
Jan 27, 2020 at 8:41 PM UTC
Who?
Strange to sleep with the closet open. Nothing significant to anyone else; just a lazy side effect of wanting to sleep too soon, perhaps. But to me, it holds plenty significance. Much more than I'd be comfortable admitting. It's a testament to how much you have changed me. From wanting to please everyone and keep the peace, to exploring what it means to contribute my humanity, as opposed to my roboticism. The simple act of leaving my door open - a door I had closed for so many years, at first for fear of attack, and later for the illusion of perfection and organization - reminds me that if you had never shared the symbolism of your own door, I would have never changed. I would, likewise, always be closed. And it hurts that now the one person that I always opened my door to has shut me out.
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Nov 22, 2017
Nov 22, 2017 at 4:24 PM UTC
In the closet
car ride, to, your house, to, your yard, up, the stairs, to your front door, to, enter, to, step inside, to, look around, to, be leaded, up, stairs, to, stop, to, open the door, to, enter, to, wait for you, to, sit with my friend, in, your room. to, watch you enter, to, ask you about your day, to, be your friend. but, you, lay, down, to, pull, me close, to, not, let go, to, get, on, top, to, go, down, my pants, to, take, off, my top, to, not, hear me, when I screamed, STOP.
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Dec 14, 2016
Dec 14, 2016 at 8:10 AM UTC
maltreatment
The string that bonded us, I thought to be strong. I cut it loose, Bringing it all down. Like pieces of broken glass, Here it lies. Am yet to figure out How it died.
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Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 7:53 AM UTC
Broken.