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LVQuigley Aug 2018
I want to run out now,
Into the fog that sends shivers up my spine

And get lost in the disorienting
Swirls and swisps of water,

And climb up the ice crystals,
Until I reach the clouds

Where I’ll lie on my back
Under the never ending stars.

Until I am ready,
To just fall off.
LVQuigley Aug 2018
Cradle me in your collar bone
Let me curl up and live there,
Beneath the shadow of your jaw,
In the crook of your neck.

I’ve lost sleep over that collar bone,
And I’ll lose sleep again
Until I’m yours.
LVQuigley Aug 2018
In the moonlight,
I place my face on the cool hard wood floor,
in a futile attempt to feel grounded.

But my roots do not take easily
and I continue to wither,
awake on my bedroom floor.
  Aug 2018 LVQuigley
Heather jurna
ill shove flowers into my mouth and choke
myself to death with all the pollen because you
know im allergic to lilacs but you said they make my eyes look beautiful and i wanted to be
just that.
LVQuigley Aug 2018
A hollowness where life once grew,
now I have a barren soul.

No flowers bloom here anymore,
the colours are all gone.

but i feel the thorns twisting in my gut
and the weeds thriving in my chest.

They multiply into a wasteland,
where nothing but monsters dwell.
LVQuigley Aug 2018
The colours are dull,
the sounds muted.
I see lips moving but cannot comprehend the words.

In this void of my own,
the outside world is unclear and very far away.
LVQuigley Aug 2018
It spreads; this parasite
and infects my memories,
tainting and warping,
until nothing is as it seems.

He lives inside me, this parasite,
and spits angry words at those who love me.
He relishes the hurt on their faces.

It is his hands not my own,
that drag the blade along my thighs,
as i watch in horror as the blood runs ribbons down my legs.
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