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 Oct 2018 Isla
Stu Harley
we follow
the
truth
wherever
She goes
through
deeper desires
through
bitter cold
where
are the answers
truth
i
hear
your laughter
 Oct 2018 Isla
adriana
she was the maker, he was her muse
a creative girl with everything to lose

she colored her canvas with her bleeding heart
she loved him and watched her world fall apart

she got her heart broken but kept a blank face
knowing that there are some mistakes you can't erase

she gave up her art, a lover betrayed
her pure white mind turned a darker shade.
And then there were seven.
 Sep 2018 Isla
Renee
I'm sure I look fine.

Days like today,
I want to strip the skin
From my forearms
Using only my fingernails.

Days like today,
I want to wring out
My legs like a washcloth,
Squeeze the rolls on my stomach
Until they're empty.

Days like this,
I want to walk away from my body
forever.

I'm sure I look fine.
 Sep 2018 Isla
PS
Only the Brave
 Sep 2018 Isla
PS
Coffee in hand, she sits on a train
She smells a little like cinnamon and sage.
She hears a voice, her heart in her mouth
It isn’t him, as she fears. Absolutely no doubt.
Amongst the loud hum, she can spy at herself
So sad, so defeated, she’s like no one else.
Tears spring to her eyes as she looks at her screen
She’d been too busy living a Hemingway dream.
She won’t call him again, as he doesn’t care
She won’t let him in when he’s not really there.
She won’t be his last and she wasn’t the first
She isn’t the only girl to get hurt.
So coffee in hand, she’s no longer forlorn
For hell hath no fury like a good woman scorned.
Does it need an explanation?
 Sep 2018 Isla
Lydia
Your Love Story
 Sep 2018 Isla
Lydia
Your body is a promise that I can’t keep
But let me in anyway
We’ll become whole again in showers of confetti
We’ll fit together like branches instead of puzzle pieces
I will not trap you in my arms, but you can rest here

My body is a book in a foreign language
Sweetie, you have so much to learn
But I am bilingual, so we’ll take it one page at a time

Here, it’s like there’s too much gravity
We’re going to condense into the black hole of each other, entirely by accident
But you can’t hold me down
In space, there is no direction and this could be endless

It was strange and sickly sweet to feel infinite
But there you were, standing between two mirrors, stretching on forever
I tried to understand, but we moved in slow motion
The walls collapsed inward, and we didn’t even notice

So deconstruct my body, just to make it whole again
Be a sculptor, mind like a palace
Heart unbuttoning
Fall like clothing to the shower floor

You have been singing for your entire life
So teach me to listen
Teach me fo fall apart in perfect harmony

I keep hearing that God is a woman
They say it like an argument, as if I need to be convinced that I can transcend my body
As if I had been taught that I was confined by long hair and barbie dolls
As if I ran away from boys on the playground
They tried, and they failed

This time, I’m going to save you
Because she took the boots off of her chest and put them on
She took his hands out of her hair and cast them off
And she is like an atom bomb
But you, are sacred

If I hadn’t fallen in love with you,
I would have been the first girl to kiss a boy in kindergarten

My hair was like a river draped over your shoulder
You kissed me so that I wouldn’t drown in it
But I sank deeper
Because love fell halfheartedly like a dress ruined in a rainstorm

If you wanted this to be a love story, I’m sorry, but you’ve started at the end
I performed this quite poorly last night but that’s okay because next time it will be better.

Please comment :)
 Sep 2018 Isla
Disa Pradwika
home is not a place
it is never a place

it is a feeling

sometimes,
if you’re lucky

it is a person
and you’ll be homesick for them
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