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Sneakered feets skid the cheap wax floor
The screaming maddening muddled expectation of children echo unhappiness
Its a hot Saturday in retail hell
Where have a nice day meets a condecending flip off
And fake smiles still taste like caffine syrup
Over head lights flicker and bring the three o'clock head ache
Another day, five more hours
Until leaving
We fold together like paper.
Our hearts beating;
Breaking and twisting open
Love's ***** dome.

With flight our minds
Melt words in pools of autumn sun
As we carve our initials in wood.

Our shape flits
Like butterflies
As we lie wet and naked
Moving together in heat.
Floating like lillies,
Like rose petals
Descending down the riverbank.

©Jack Aylward
 Aug 2015 Eddie Matikiti
Redshift
i'm not going to say it like you say it
i'm not going to mean it like you mean it
you will say it more often
and i will say it because i have to...
i wanted to wait to say it when i felt it
for once
but you you tricked me
and i am
angry

you're going 60 and i'm going 30
i'm still trying to figure out how not to be a **** victim
i'm still trying to figure out how not to let it happen again
and now
you love me
and i
am
no longer in control
when it happened i had no control. something bad was happening to me and i couldn't stop it. i don't want it to happen again.
How we fall decides so much
Though inevitable is the crash
Rebuilding depends on such
Where we look and what we clutch
If we are frantic
And panic to find something to grasp
Then we will collapse
In a heap of destruction
But if we observe and look
For ways back up
Then we can prepare for the coming ascent
Happiness is a dream
Of which I have not slept
There are only flashes of terror
When I lay down my head
My pulse begins to quicken
My heart slams in my chest
The nightmares tear me open
And rip me from my rest

First there comes the cold sweats
Followed by the screaming
I then choke on hysteria
With it’s invisible meaning
I claw from the back of my mind
Into the darkness of my room
But no one is there to numb the pain
That comes out with the moon

So even after my eyes open
The nightmares do not leave
The demons become more vivid
And they feast off of me
Sipping first at my black tar blood
For dessert, they save my soul
And with my tears I beg to them
If you take me, take me whole
Have you ever had a dream where you knew you were dreaming? I have them fairly often. One in particular was very horrifying. I was was paralyzed in bed, completely aware that I was dreaming, when I felt this presence surround me. It wrapped me up in its shadow-like form, and slowly began to sink itself into my skin and down into my bones. When I was finally able to wake myself up, I couldn't shake the feeling of something sinister being inside me.
in the depths
go down to the edge
your mind moves with uneasy silence
a stunning stillness
light blasted , now blinded by blackness.
unwelcome stranger
solitary, sinister ,  serene.
turn the corner
a stench rips the senses
and sends you backwards
stumbling
suffocating
hells breath floods the air
the unseen terror
a sneering smile.

I am lost ,
is this love  unrequited?
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