AR Aug 9
the voices in my head
are screaming

the voices have no sound
but they have a physical power
a presence
that can't be ignored

I try not to listen
I tune them out
but they overcome me
and they become too strong

so I cave in
I do what they tell me
I destroy myself to please the noise

oh how silly am I
AR Aug 9
you can find me hiding
underneath the oak tree
further than the eye can see

thinking about how I'm not ready
how this can't be real
how there couldn't possibly be a you and me

yet here we are
and the memories resurface
of your arms wrapped tightly around my ribs
of your hand enlaced with my tiny fingers

I can't lie and say my thoughts are pure
Because many times I think things might not be right
That I’m not ready for this

my brain tells me I can’t ever love someone
that they could never love me in return

but then I move past all of the noise
and the memories resurface
of you sharing your bacon because you know its my favorite
of you carrying me when my legs have given out

Suddenly I am at peace
I reassure myself that this is right
and I know the thoughts will return
but for now, you can find me hiding under the oak tree
further than the eye can see
AR Jun 26
tell me again that I'm pretty
I like that
it rolls off your tongue
while the moon lights the sky
at the very moment the waves of sound meet my ears

at the very moment the waves of sound meet my ears
while the moon lights the sky
it rolls off your tongue
I like that
tell me again that I'm pretty
AR Jun 2
I feel like I'm stuck
but I've been conditioned to like it

to like the feeling of never being able to rest
never being able to let the wheel stop

so I run
I keep running
hoping silently that my legs won't give out beneath me
even though I know they will
im just not sure when

when I will become tired with the constructs
the grind of everyday life
the wheel that won't stop turning
AR May 20
they drift in and out
those that at once I thought I never could live with out
come and go?  
Maybe so
just tell me how I know

will they stay forever
in my heart? in my soul?

Never

So teach me how
to let them pass now
before I become attached
to something I know will never last
AR May 9
I keep staring at the water
wondering when the time will be
when all these thoughts
become too much
and I finally
decide

I keep staring at the water
wondering when the time will be
when I finally give up on these foolish hopes
these silly dreams

I keep staring at the water
wondering when I will feel its chill
breathe deep
and go
AR May 8
I'm not sure how to tell you,
that I'm still an untainted ocean.

For I have watched the birds come and go
And I can speak for years about the rain and the wind
I can tell you the patterns of the sky and the stars
I can pretend like many have sailed through my waters before

I bet you think they have
With my water so wide and the eroded banks along the shore
The vague, mysterious stories I tell
About the waves that cross my body
However, it is all fantasy
For my ocean is untainted and no one has sailed here before

Because every time someone tries to step on the tiny pebbles
on the furthest coast
I cause a storm
I destroy their chances
So I may remain untainted
an untainted ocean
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