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Words they seem to cut the soul, in rigid angry stages. Always wondering if it'll fade, along the body that still ages.

I see the scars marking me, burned into skin with hate. Never able to escape that frame, when to little was too late.

You can see it in my reflection now, I'm worn away with time. Lost in translation is stolen youth, a perception that once left me blind.

Men look at me and think they know, because the scars I have to bare. Intimacy so hard to find, because my self worth was never there.

Twisted images in faded memories, when I once was pure perfection. Now I see a distorted me, when I gaze at my own reflection.
The heart knows, what the heart wants.
Well what if we don't communicate?
I cannot understand my heart;
It growls like an animal,
Locked in a cage of ribs.
 Nov 2015 The uniVerse
Renae
Why?
 Nov 2015 The uniVerse
Renae
That's all I want to know
Why only certain days qualify
To be grateful, thankful, loving and kind
Why only once or twice a year
Why not all the time?
To be together as a family
To help one another
To contribute to community
to be joyful together
That's all I'm confused about
Days are dedicated to money
Even though every year we have 365
Why oh why does money precede
when what we love is alive
Say my name
Say it gently
Use your words
To caress me
Speak your thoughts
Speak them out loud
Confess your love
Amidst the crowd
Scream your wishes
Scream your dreams
Make your reality
Better than it seems
Whisper your pain
Whisper your fears
Release the tension
Wipe away your tears
Open your mind
Open up wide
Let my love in
Let me inside
 Nov 2015 The uniVerse
Tear Drop
I bet I am
More sad than you.
I know I am
That's all I knew.
I know I will
Be happy but.
Right now I'm stuck
In this sad rut.
 Nov 2015 The uniVerse
Ellie Wolf
I wish I could break
I wish I could let myself
Fall to pieces
And shatter

But pride
Is a stubborn thing
And it drags me along
Holding the shards together
Convincing each one
That it matters

And that dulling the edges
Against each other
Is worth it
Until I’ve finally become
Numb
To mindless chatter

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*Sometimes I feel like the Mad Hatter.
A life not lived
Is something that
I will not regret
The life I lived
Is something that
My loved ones don't forget

I fought an uphill battle
I was fighting at the last
Now, think on me and smile
Because, you know that I have passed

You know I am there with you
The pain will go away
Just think of me and smile
We'll meet again someday

Think of little things I said
Of how I may have looked
Don't think of me as done and gone
Think of how I cooked

Remember me a fighter
It was a battle from the start
Think of me and smile
And always keep me in your heart
For a friend, Sandra K Smith, and her family on the loss of Gaye Boheler Smith
 Nov 2015 The uniVerse
Xyns
The colors are darker-
Blending together to be grey,

The magic is bitter-
It's sweet flavor ran away,

The cold has gotten meaner-
The heat has given in to decay,

The rot is much quicker-
Seeping deeper day by day,

The struggles are harder..

*Due to the fact that you've gone away...
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