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If religion is thought
and love is the law
Will you still love me
if I am seen as your flaw
 Feb 24 inkedsolace
Caits
god were you made for me
I’ve heard that too many times
am I just to be passed around
till I break in someone’s hands?
a china doll
no longer in use
 Feb 24 inkedsolace
Juan45th
I find myself in the wild,
Sedate out of the blue.

I don't know how,
Idon't know why.

I'm just stunned,
Can't comprehend life or death.

Where did I go wrong?
Am I this stupid?

My feeling is firm,
Nothing can break it.

But what is this
strange feeling?

I think I'm loosing
bit by bit I'm loosing.
Bones threaded with silence,
a weft of unseen tides,
drowned before the sky could murmur,
names twisted into half-light.

Empty calls carve through marrow,
a dissonance stitched in the flicker
of unspoken skies,
twisting where shadows breathe.

Flesh frays in the void of mouths
that never opened—
rusted hums too thin to grasp.

Skin unthreads,
and what remains burns in the air
like a scream that cannot form.

Dust to dust—
the thread severed
in half-thoughts,
too distant to bleed,
too numb to remember.
 Feb 4 inkedsolace
Raven
Don't say you are sorry, don't feed me lies
Speak your truth,for once speak your mind
Your sorry is your escape just in a disguise
Sincerity in your apology, I still couldn't find

Took everything from me, you always abuse
You don't recognize your sin, still you refuse
In your world you are kind, I'm the real issue
Still cry,you say the word you always misuse

You are a sadistic maniac, in my point of view
I don't care about your love, I truly hate you
I'm done with you and your repeating sorry
You believe your lies, you believe your story
One step at a time, don’t run ahead or you’ll miss that step?
Contradictions, paradoxes,
we live in a world of being so exposed
But yet, we are all still so hidden,
To ourselves, and to each other.
Trying to predict the future is prized,
Yet, it’s such a cowardly act.
One step at a time is bravery undervalued:
It doesn’t win awards, but you win yourself.
It wouldn’t look good on my record
If baby pinched a finger,
He is rolling around in his walker
I shouldn’t allow my attention to linger,
On simple distractions
Like the mobile phone,
A watcher using the internet
Leaves their baby alone.

It would tarnish my reputation
If baby swallowed a penny,
I would be kicked to the curb in a minute flat
And the charges would be many,
So I better pay attention
When baby is under my care,
But I’ve got some games hidden up my sleeve
That would give his parents a scare.
 Feb 4 inkedsolace
dee
I don't want to die
I just need something to make me feel alive.
what I think of with every attempting thought.
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