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 Jun 2014 Victoria
Kaweqamon
So aching to be in love
You romanticize the few good moments
And turn a blind eye to the red flags.

Gut says no
No, no, no
Save yourself the pain, don't ignore me now.
 Jun 2014 Victoria
bones
If you turned
inside out
could you bear
the exposure?
 Jun 2014 Victoria
nate k
asylum
 Jun 2014 Victoria
nate k
trapped
suffocated
smothered

in these four *******
w a l l s
that i call

s e l f
25.Apr.14. 14:08.
(c) nate k. 2014
 Jun 2014 Victoria
nate k
clouds
 Jun 2014 Victoria
nate k
d y i n g
seems like
the greatest
perhaps, the
eventual epitome
of the finest
taste of ecstacy,
if you'd be
allocated
this slice
of heaven
with
m e
05.Jan.13. 23:39.
(c) nate k. 2013
 Jun 2014 Victoria
nate k
locked up
 Jun 2014 Victoria
nate k
let me out
of this *******
cage so
my fingernails
can dig beneath your
soft supple skin
and destroy your
i n n o c e n ce

you have the
  *k e y
9.Jul.12. 19:24.
(c) nate k. 2012
 Jun 2014 Victoria
nate k
gamble
 Jun 2014 Victoria
nate k
rip these skins  
  glued upon
    my pale,
paled  w r i s t s
    lined
    with trains of
    dried-up
    closed self-
inflicted  w o u n d s
    and smother
    me in air of
pretty  p h r a s e s
     that depict
     life and
t r a g e d y
07.Jul.12. 20:29.
(c) nate k. 2012
 Jun 2014 Victoria
SM
Alive
 Jun 2014 Victoria
SM
If I choose to be awake
during the early hours of dawn
it is only so
I can stand before the morning sun
feel the warmth and light run through my veins
awaking me internally
and to remind me
how wonderful it is
to be alive
 Jun 2014 Victoria
Megan Grace
This does not hurt
as much as I had
thought it would.
Although you ran
a bulldozer over
my midsection, I am
somehow still breathing,
somehow still getting up
and moving, because
what else can I do
except go on?
I am going to try this time, really, I am.
 Jun 2014 Victoria
Paris
Constant
 Jun 2014 Victoria
Paris
I can be surround by people,
And still feel completely alone.
It's this ache right in the center
Of my chest, and it's a constant
Reminded that I will never
Be enough for someone to love.
Today,
I place my head in my hands.
I feel the weight of
crushing black
held back by
delicate dams,
the flicking
of thoughts
against my palms,
the ebb and flow
of heat on my wrists.

I am alive.
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