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Her hardened feet and cracked heel
brush against the muddy ground.
She travels on foot to fetch water
as she withers away into the befouled.
 Dec 2020 just-a-little-bird
ro
3:35
 Dec 2020 just-a-little-bird
ro
i miss the echo,
of your voice,
calling my name,
filling my empty heart,
with a love i never had.
My time is valuable
                          
                         & my energy is rare

& thoughts require both,
  
    // // // // // // // // // // // //

        So I don’t really think about you.
Meeting you was an accident,
And
You are the scar
I never want to heal from.
 Dec 2020 just-a-little-bird
jer
Once when I was drunk
I held my hand to a flame
And it didn’t hurt
and so the moon weeps

for the millionth time

as it is the millionth night

far too few souls

are willing

to dance in her light
 Dec 2020 just-a-little-bird
Vic
Like ink on parchment your lies flow into my ear
Speaking beautiful pretence, with such confidence
I wish I knew if it was true, yet I can't seem to find
Why you fill me with so much diffidence
A poem every day
22/9/20
I lit my tongue
on fire and watched as it
burnt down like a wick sinking into the wax of its candle
flame danced in the reflection of my eyes
tears like fire hydrants
the flames licked my tongue and my tongue licked the flames
crisping up my insides i swallow my tongue
esophagus incineration
my voice unspoken
gummy whispers
tasteless lies
and it wasn't enjoyable but it was freeing to know that my voice would crackle like the flames that had consumed me
 Dec 2020 just-a-little-bird
MB
I don't know if I can't cry
because I don't miss you anymore
or because I'm so used to the pain
that it numbs my heart

my love for you is as leaky as a faucet,
destined to never stop-
one drop at a time
till I lose my mind
I wish I could cry- because then at least I would feel alive
Instead I am empty inside
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