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 Mar 2019 R-ee
Iskra
Crying Silently
 Mar 2019 R-ee
Iskra
Should I get up?
Should I write down the things that were assigned,
Instead of spilling fragmented words and phrases
Turning round inside my mind?
I know I won’t be able to sleep either way
As I hold my breath and press my lips together
To keep the ragged gasps at bay

I’m shaking in a near imperceptible pattern
Infinitesimally small,
Only using the word because it’s yet another measure of my worth,
How much I can learn
It’s only October first
My bonds and binds are already breaking from the heat generated by my lack of sleep  
That’s right,
After one month

Can’t keep it all together,
Grasping at trickling time, desperately
Clinging to even the smallest things I like
Is it bad that I’m starting to master the abysmal art
Of crying silently?
 Feb 2019 R-ee
Mike Hauser
The Lie
 Feb 2019 R-ee
Mike Hauser
When I was a young girl
I lived in the dream
That said what I wanted
Was waiting for me

A dream filled with beauty
One that's in keeping
With the highest of standards
Set from glossy magazines

Instead I grew up
With inadequate feelings
A life time of dealing
With what I was not achieving

My mind now a cage
With no hope of freeing
Until I learn to say
I love me for me

All because when I was a young girl
They set up my dreams
Told me what I wanted
And took me from me

— The End —