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  Dec 2020 CZ
Mary Anne Norton
Hanging on with
A fisherman's thread
Barely enough to
Keep me hanging on
Perhaps I won't.
Let go
As I sink deeper and
Deeper
If I cling tight enough
I can pull through
And carry on
  Dec 2020 CZ
Mary Anne Norton
Somehow it gets
Crowded inside
With all the words
Left unsaid
How can I
Release
What I can't
Feel
And yet
The words may
Pile up
Until they no
Longer serve
Any purpose
Words can't be
Forced
They need to be
Nurtured
And carefully
Oh so carefully
Birthed
And gently
Placed into
Being
  Dec 2020 CZ
Amanda Kay Burke
You never were the best at opening up wide
Preferring instead to trap weakness inside
To walk these thin lines between love and hate
You've mastered a particular gait
So that you don't trip over perplexity
Playing hopscotch to avoid injury
Limping from your phony pain
Past scars long healed
It seems like make-believe wounds are the only ones revealed
Recent crash in interest leads to exaggerated claims
Fishing for attention just a part of your games
Head over heels
My heart beats blood red
Pounding in fear that your devotion is dead
You said last time you checked your feelings had not faltered
But if that's true then tell me why your behavior has altered
You'd give anything to make me happy
Except your time
My expectations are steadily lowered while accusations climb
To go back to the beginning is my greatest desire
Embers are all that remain of a once raging fire
Wearing a pair of lacy ******* in hopes they will make you stare
But the sad reality is even that won't make you care
I know you never meant for things to end up the way they are
Neither one of us realized we would take extremes this far
Yeah back in our youth we were naive but strong
Over the years we succumbed to the current nudging us along
Never thought we'd see the day our dreams caved in and switched to doubt
Now your presence is a privilege I might have to live without
Here's a quick one from deep in the back of my mind
  Dec 2020 CZ
Amanda Kay Burke
Lots of midnights forgotten
***** breath inhaled
Bodies kissed by setting sun
Hanging hesitation veiled

Pulling me in
Just a smile
Nibbling supple lobes of ears
Bled stars instead of red and white cells
Cried gems instead of tears

Fattened with feasts of love
Filled with ****** tension
Lips needed the sweetness of sparks
Caused by your kiss and attention

Pulled me in
Never let go
Was alive
Was young
Was free
Our story has pushed so much further since then
I will always remember how things used to be
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