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 Dec 2014 Thenay Cora
HelloPeople
I wanted to walk out,
I want to walk away

I mean it,
I meant it

Now,

I saw the reflection
Of why I built,
And try to build my walls,
My armor,
My vanguard,
Myself... again
 Dec 2014 Thenay Cora
Devon Webb
Teach me to
swim
in the
sound-waves
of your voice.
 Dec 2014 Thenay Cora
Devon Webb
Your hands fit
perfectly into my
skinny spaces
as if the
primary-school outline
of your palm
was drawn
just for me.
 Dec 2014 Thenay Cora
Devon Webb
You somehow
seamlessly exceed
my expectations
time
and time
again
 Dec 2014 Thenay Cora
MKF
They tried to bury us my dear
But they didn't realize that we were seeds
 Dec 2014 Thenay Cora
wordvango
Mabel is breathing....
    no one ever visits.
She has tended flowers and done laundry all
    life for others.
No one needs her.
    She has a bad knee and
Neuropathy , subsists now on pain medication and sugars.
    No one calls her.
She envisions one day getting flowers.
    Or hearing again from that gentleman, who
twenty years ago smiled.
    Or her children or grand young ens';
but no one writes her one letter.
     In the cold she wears all those sweaters she knitted.
So no  people remember her, I will!
    I visit and bring the flowers I grew specially
for her,
    the prettiest yellow roses,
while she lives!
I am enough**







aren't I?
Thank you to everyone who added a positive comment, it was very kind of you, but this was a rhetorical question. Something I need to figure out for myself.
 Dec 2014 Thenay Cora
WickedHope
Is it possible
that there's someone
just as
broken as
me
out there
looking
for someone
to be
whole
with?
Just a thing.
I write a lot of short things.
I'm a lonely thing.
Looking for someone real.
Maybe someday I'll find them.
Hopefully before we both die.
That'd be prefered.
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