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 May 2013 Peter Wiggin
LDuler
Enough
 May 2013 Peter Wiggin
LDuler
Now
I have had enough
Of living beneath the debris
In the low shadows
I am sick
Of living small and hidden
In the cupboards of life
Sick of going through the hallways
Unseen, unoticed
I no longer want to be invisible
I want to emerge
From behind the veil,
Push the curtains aside
I am claiming the crown
I want sunlight and nightfall
To belong to me
I want the beams to bend at my fingertips
I want the wind to submit to me
I want to be immortal
I want to be the captain
But the problem is,
I am less and less
And nothing
Yet still aching for something
Still reaching for what I can't obtain
 Dec 2012 Peter Wiggin
Harlow
Clouds
 Dec 2012 Peter Wiggin
Harlow
She was light and frolicsome, always dancing on tip-toes.
Everyone tried to ground her and spoon-feed reality into the pit of her stomach,
but her head was in the clouds, and she dare not come down.
 Dec 2012 Peter Wiggin
August
"I don't want anymore heartbreak,
                  I'm tired of the sound it makes."

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