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 Nov 2019 Tracey
xmxrgxncy
waste
 Nov 2019 Tracey
xmxrgxncy
chlorine is toxic
hindsight is 20/20,
but i never should have kissed you
 Nov 2019 Tracey
Tyler Lockwood
when winter comes and you're not here to warm me
I'll go find the patient
and gracious sun, waiting,
like always, to kiss the parts of me,
hands,
eyelids,
forehead,
that miss you most
I think I am happy but god I can't breathe a lot of the time
 Oct 2019 Tracey
Stephen S
Addiction
 Oct 2019 Tracey
Stephen S
If I were to suddenly disappear
into this growing madness that fills my soul
I could enjoy the satisfaction
of completely erasing
what I used to be.

I would have freedom
from silly moral things.
I would dance in the face
of my opposition.

I would give myself over
to any pleasure I found.

Everything would be ruined.
 Oct 2019 Tracey
GaryFairy
Fall poem
 Oct 2019 Tracey
GaryFairy
We fell like the leaves
I blew away with the wind
a warm heart only believes
that love will never end

i should have known
there would come a day
when winds would blow
and birds would fly away

a bare branch heaves
swinging in the wind
indian summer deceives
the cold is setting in
 Oct 2019 Tracey
Me and You
No more lies
or games
no shame taken
on

I am
what I am
and will
with no fibre of me
adjust
just to make you feel
better.
i wake up feeling rested
next to a person i love
who loves me back
i get out of bed
and the floor is not cold
and sunshine bleeds through the blinds
i see myself in a mirror
and love myself
i don't feel unwanted
i go to a job that i love
i see friends that
make me feel like i belong
i know life is worth living
i look forward to the next day

in a perfect world
i'd be happy
one day i pray
to make this a reality
#400 woohoo..
 Oct 2019 Tracey
Bogdan Dragos
but that handle was made for his hand
hand - handle
handle - hand

the fingers would close
around it to never let go
It had to have flesh around it
at all times
But the blade...
the blade was still naked. He couldn't let
the blade naked
It wasn't fair

"So that's why you stabbed your
mommy then?" the psychiatrist asked him.

"Yes," he said.

"The knife is more important
to you than mommy?"

"The knife listens. Mommy doesn't."

— The End —