#writersofig
i believe it was a tuesday morning!
i remember i had a reason to wake up -
to squeeze the last bit of toothpaste
from the tube.
to get right back in the ******* loop.
i believe i caught a glimpse of a child
through the foggy bathroom mirror,
laced with my minty breath.
it felt strange...
i took offense at his looks,
the way he eyed me down.
in his defense though,
i had caught him with his guards down.
he didn't say much,
not that he did anyway.
just nodded softly at me,
whispered almost,
'alright! guess i'll be going then...'
with a flicker of a smile
never to be seen again.
i believed at the time it was best for him
to not see the light on my face go dim
didn't realize then i'd pay such a solemn price;
as I let him go, not thinking twice.
i believe it came quite naturally to me -
finding good reasons not to be.
that day, i found yet another;
it was just enough to help me see -
the error of my ways...
like a rat in a maze, how i end up
reliving the worst of my days.
i still believe i could turn things around.
give the kid a reason to be proud.
i'd whisper softly into the foggy bathroom mirror,
'we're ok, little buddy...
everything's going to be ok!'
i believe i could get him to say,
'alright... i'll stay!'
Nov 22, 2024
Nov 22, 2024 at 10:30 AM UTC
Bleeding to death by a thousand cuts makes my heart nuts with the run not coming and the next turn running I’ll be stunning when my body lays quiet I’ll not be sad I’ll be with dad knowing life was the mission for which I came I left in the hands of better men who came and went telling stories that got bent over time and history there’s not rhyme or mystery they knew things we don’t and they got wiped out.
Be the person you know you are and life up your heart knowing no start to the way life crushed Art make space in your life if you feel like it’s too hard change by testing your network they’ll either get to work or they won’t. The answer will be the truth and the permission to move on.
Let them go they drowning and you can swim wish them well and say oh well. I tried and you lied. To me. I loved you and you turned away from me. The path was made for me but yours was a way to change the humanity moved further in away from me closer to a stranger who’s estranged to the danger in the manger. The kids gone, 2 years ago you forgot you had one…
Jun 26, 2024
Jun 26, 2024 at 9:00 PM UTC
It was raining over clouds
I found he is searching to get a shelter
He never lost a hope
What triggered him to attempt his best
As he walked every mile
He heard a soul speaking to him
Just as he heard, it was me standing in pain
He felt we need to move on
Irrelevant even if what it may
Just as he heard my cries
He took a lead to show me a shelter
and
He left himself alone in rain forever
Jun 7, 2020
Jun 7, 2020 at 7:21 AM UTC
She wants to gently place me upon the bed and straddle my hips all while her lips attack my skin marking what is hers.
Her fingers will slip in and ****** me hard and I'll feel the full length of it inside. She wants me to feel her. All of her. She wants to feel how she controls me and allows me to come and when she does she will clean up what she has created with her tongue , deep and I'll scream her name.
Dec 13, 2018
Dec 13, 2018 at 4:09 AM UTC
i want to go back to the nights
by the lake and under the stars
smoking **** and drinking stella artois
i want to go back to the nights
the summer nights
with you
Nov 18, 2018
Nov 18, 2018 at 12:16 PM UTC
a cigarette helps to numb the pain,
i just hope it doesn’t become a habit.
like you were to me.
-ehx
Nov 18, 2018
Nov 18, 2018 at 6:52 AM UTC
i took the chance and overdosed,
you were a trip i had to take,
and just for all times sake,
i knew it would be magical
ehx
Nov 17, 2018
Nov 17, 2018 at 1:45 PM UTC
Somewhere
Out there
b e y o n d
A road of
Attentions and infatuations ;
You'll see another
Path too,
— m e e t
m e
t h e r e
©poojkaundal | apr202018
Apr 20, 2018
Apr 20, 2018 at 9:12 AM UTC
I loved him.
And I love this brokenness he left in me.
The freckles on my chest,
that carry his name.
The loneliness in my eyes,
that wonder where he sleeps at night.
I carry his pain,
and I sleep with it in the dark,
when the sun is still out.
It's better than feeling numb.
This hurt, tells me he's still alive inside of me.
He's the reason my dead heart,
still tries to beat for life.
Sandoval
Oct 15, 2017
Oct 15, 2017 at 3:43 PM UTC
Kiss me,
where I am broken the most.
Lust for me,
when I look in the mirror,
and I am no longer beautiful.
And baby, love me;
when the sun turns black, and these
bones no longer feel like
home.
Sandoval
Oct 15, 2017
Oct 15, 2017 at 3:13 PM UTC
I just write.
Make of my words,
whatever you
want..
Sandoval
Sep 11, 2017
Sep 11, 2017 at 3:37 PM UTC
She lays her head
on a daydream.
Ink rhymes, sad cries.
Fallen stars, swollen eyes.
he's gone
and so am I.
Sandoval
Aug 12, 2017
Aug 12, 2017 at 7:08 AM UTC
We knew stars
had no way of getting back home,
once they fell to the earth.
Yet their dusk would flow back into space.
Fall back into gravity,
and transform into a meteorite.
Because just like caterpillars,
everything in the universe, converts.
This storm will lose its form.
And you and I, once again, my love,
we will be un-torn.
Sandoval
Aug 12, 2017
Aug 12, 2017 at 6:57 AM UTC
Silence doesn't ****
but oh,
how does it
deceive us.
Sandoval
Aug 8, 2017
Aug 8, 2017 at 5:19 PM UTC
My Low Heart is Encrypted in Gold
Your Love is my Pen
I take your speech and write it Bold
You lay over there trying to Learn
Why I feel so glad that I am Sad
Speechless
Like red flags in your Cold War
But I am locked in a War Room
I am still down here Dreaming
My mirror talks back to me Am I Dreaming?
I lay awake all night
Sad as rain in Summer
staring at the light
trying to find your gate
I find you staring profusely
dreaming in breathing out
you have pushed me to the wall
Oops they say I am psychic
but all I have within me is fantastic
but my tears fill up your room
God help me get this through
Aug 6, 2016
Aug 6, 2016 at 1:20 PM UTC
It was written before it was stone, my friend
She tells me a thousand reasons why her tides turn as they do
Each one of them knotting up
Before she ties the noose
She says it’s nothing personal
To disregard anything that was misconstrued
but Wasn’t it you, my darlin’?
I think it was you
I saw her again, late last night
She was wearing a ball gown and was
Sporting her converse tennis shoes
I caught a glimpse of her
As she kneeled down before him
That’s the hard thing about her
She’s a lie, but you can’t know that
Until you know her
and If you’ve known her, you’ll know
That there is no use
It’s a repetitive cycle that just
Begs to be true
When they put it on the stone
They put it on the cross
They made molds to make shapes
To accommodate
For what was lost
They found that what they’d hoped for
Was just a mask, a mirage
So they made up their own story to tell the masses
and On the next Sabbath, slaughtered the cause
and I suspect they took their time sewing shut the valves of your heart
and I don’t know what to do
You always ask me
Like I pay attention to the news
You’re surprised each time
I can’t tell you the truth
But you know what I am, don’t you honey
You’ve got my number, and you’ve got a plan
and I hope you don’t take me down with it
I hope you don’t take me down in it
The street lights, they don’t need a guide
To show them how, to show them out of
The dark night, the street lights
Don’t mind if you mind’s swollen
and Your heart is left open like a
Gaping wound, the street lights
They’ll keep you company tonight
In that moment, I became afraid
There was a disassociative effect
There you were, on the bed
and Then here I was, on the floor
Pulling at my skin
and I glanced at the window pane
Hoping the snow would lift my spirits
Instead I saw shards of glass
In my fists, going at it
I can’t even trust my mind anymore
It used to be my safe haven
Suddenly everything I came here for is
Out of sight, out of vision
and You’ve left your sword
and Abandoned your mission
You walked me home
You came and got me
I didn’t think you’d come, or anybody
I didn’t care,
I never expected anyone to come anyway
I mean that in the plainest way
We are conditioned in circumstance
Nothing else
Some of us fair better than others
and You’ll either survive, or you won’t
It’s the natural order, the law of evolution
We’ll **** out the defective genes,
and Enhance the most
We live in a society that insists
You stand on your own
but We live in a world
With a collective mindset
Who do we trust,
Our roots, or society as a whole?
and In the meantime we’ll try
We’ll do our best
Not to feel alone
I think you better get yourself
Some medical attention
You might have to call an ambulance kid
It could be serious
but I know how serious
Serious gets
and Right now this mess we got here,
This ain’t nothin’
I’m not gonna even
Worry myself about it
When I left I took
All my stuff with me
I took your heart, as it was bleeding
I got in my car, and
As I was leaving
I saw you standing in the window
You were crying, I shut my eyes
Slipped into reverse
Couldn’t help but glance in the mirror
and There you were, still standing
I saw the woman in the day room
Behind mountains of boxes
I knew you’d never leave, in that moment
That I’d return to a silhouette
Still crying, and
I’ve loved you in a way that a monster cannot feel
I don’t understand it, but I had to go
It was one of those moments when
Everything you’ve learned goes out the window
and That queer sensation, that lump in my throat
I didn’t know what it was until something willed me
To return home, you can’t identify
What you don’t know
In plain language
I don’t know how I’ll find a way
To forgive myself, but you
Keep trudging, you keep
Moving forward, because you
Don’t know what else to do
With yourself, because you can’t
Go home, this is your home,
but You are candescent
and Until the light returns to her heart
You will stand in the backdrop of it
Feb 18, 2016
Feb 18, 2016 at 9:31 AM UTC
You get what you payed for
and You take what’s yours
You don’t bother asking anyone
Who they are anymore
You just hum your song along
Until you get to the gate
Then you show the attendant
Your intention to go only one way
She says,
“It’s a ride you can’t get off,
and It curves around the bend
Where she takes you,
She’ll decide,
Right there and right then”
So what you mean to say
In so many words
Is that I’m powerless?
Nonetheless,
You get what you payed for
and You know you can’t complain
This box here contains
Only the sentiments you can’t
Find a way to blame
So you pull ‘em out
and Look them over
Until the hurts gone away
Even though it seems impossible
Today
Feb 18, 2016
Feb 18, 2016 at 9:29 AM UTC
“This’ll be her last winter”
My father says in a
Soft sort of way
The same words I’ve heard him say
Countless times before
He always had an understanding
Of life and death
and A quiet acceptance of both
As we drove the road sides
Were littered with bodies and snow
Corpses waiting until spring
To decompose
He’ll never worry again
About being the last one left
The people mill about as if
Nothing’s changed at all
but He can’t stop looking at
The place where she used to sit
and It hasn’t quite sunk in yet
That she’s gone, forever
He’ll never see her again
She’s never coming back
and He can’t shake the feeling that
He no longer belongs in this place
He can’t move on and he
Can’t go home
Because she is dead
She is dead and he’s
He is the one that remains
This was her last winter and she
Nearly made it through
He holds his tea between his fingers
and Looks at me as he whispers,
“This’ll be my last, too.”
Feb 17, 2016
Feb 17, 2016 at 7:55 AM UTC
She stands on the edge awake.. yet confused as to where she is
The thoughts blossoming in her mind reek of hatred and fear
she steps out onto the ledge and looks down at her freshly painted toenails
why did I get these painted?.. she thinks..
they're just going to be imprinted in the pavement in a minute anyways
Oct 15, 2015
Oct 15, 2015 at 5:01 PM UTC
Oftentimes I find myself
staring at the sky,
drifting away
on clouds
and daydreaming of
your cerulean eyes.
I get lost in the memories,
and find myself in a daze.
Reality often seems futile
when I'm adrift
in this lustful haze.
My heart is
broken and bruised;
I know you want me too,
but how will I ever find you
while we're lost
in this maze.
And how am I supposed to stop missing you
when the cerulean sky
is consistently reminding me
of your cerulean eyes
and the bittersweet memories
that we held on
beautiful, nostalgic days.
Oct 8, 2015
Oct 8, 2015 at 8:58 PM UTC