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willow martz Dec 2014
duct taped my mouth, open eyes, can you hear me speak without it?
-w.d.
words. are. nothing.
willow martz Dec 2014
i jump,
you say its not high enough.

i run,
you say faster.

i am not enough.
you have made it clear.

"harder."
"better"
"nicer"
"are you even trying?"

you know i am.

i cannot push harder,
because i am empty now.

i am holding onto a ledge,
trying not to fall,
and you say
"why wont you just get up?"

so i
decide
to
fall.
-w.d.
you cannot expect anything out of someone.
they give what they can and if its their all,
accept it.
if its not,
maybe they dont want it and
you shouldnt force it.
willow martz Dec 2014
run, run
     run, run
            run, run
                 run, run,
                           far
                              far
                           ­      away

                                     because we
                                          both know
                             here, we
                       do not
                 belong,
                      and maybe
                            that is why
                      when you and i
                look at the
                           trees we
                                   see lyrics
                     rather than
                                     l
                                        e
                     ­                     a
                                          ­   v
                                                 e
                                                     s
                                                        .
     ­                                                     .
-w.d.
willow martz Dec 2014
your bleeding lips singe
my own with the residue
of your putrid lies.
-w.d.
willow martz Dec 2014
1..
2..
tick / tock
around the clock

run run
run little one

3.. 4..
always running
towards the sun.

tomorrow, wednesday, thursday,

5.. 6..
you passed your graduation,
your wedding,
your son.

7..8..
never stopping,
only looking
9..
the human race,
10..

**now its at an end.
-w.d
what do you remember from your life? you keep rushing and one day youll be on your death bed.
willow martz Dec 2014
now you are just a ghost, using my name as a punchline.
-w.d.
you have spread so many untrue rumors about me that even i do not have the energy to correct them anymore.
  Dec 2014 willow martz
The Jolteon
As the night
Sits and passes by
I also sit outside
Staring up at the sky
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