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 Feb 2015 Ominous
Liz Hill
Forever
 Feb 2015 Ominous
Liz Hill
One year,
     nine months,
          nine days.

You walked into my life
and turned it on its head.
You taught me what love was
and what love wasn't.
You showed me
how to save myself from
the darkness in my mind.
And in return, I gave you
a piece of my heart.

You gave me a forever in 648 days.

But ultimately,
you showed me that
everyone leaves eventually.

And as hard as it is to believe,
goodbyes(or lack there of) are a forever too.
 Feb 2015 Ominous
Liz Hill
I want to unplug the memory of you
Like I do to my phone every morning.
The saddest part is, when I'm low on battery
Clinging to my last ounce of energy,
I have no choice but to plug you back in.
Disconnect.
Forget.
Drain.
Connect.
Remember.
 Feb 2015 Ominous
Devon Webb
Poetry
stops
the brain
and starts
the heart.
 Feb 2015 Ominous
Liz Hill
When you kissed me
every galaxy,
firework,
and supernova,
Exploded within me.
and in that moment,
I understood the hype.
How a kiss can set
your soul ablaze.
How it can make you
forget
that life wasn't always
so perfect.
How your lips on mine
put a smile on my face
for the first time in months.
How one simple connection
brought me back to life.
Emotions like poison eating away at me
fight fire with fire
Drown them in whiskey
Baptized by the throat burning
trying to fight off hell rising
like a ship in bad seas, one shove away from capsizing
Suddenly I feel cold despite anger raging hot
I hate competing with someone for something i am not
Fight fire with fire
Fulfill my drinking desire
my emotions are a mudslide and I drown in the ire
Saved by the whiskey, the burning in my throat
im rotting away inside because of the thing I hate most

Fight Fire... With Fire
 Feb 2015 Ominous
Liz Hill
FIFTEEN
 Feb 2015 Ominous
Liz Hill
Anxiety.
Depression.
Wake up pills to get out of bed 
and sleeping pills to send you back.
Happy pills for the moments in between,
sitting in the lunch room surrounded by friends who notice the smile that doesn't reach your stormy eyes.
Therapy sessions spent hiding shaking hands and broken memories inside long sleeve safety blankets.
Crying so often it sounds like a worship.
And praying for sanity and happiness from a God 
who may or may not actually care about
a sad high school student.
 Dec 2014 Ominous
Haydn Swan
Gagged and bound,
gasping for air,
the feel of despair,
a small price to pay,
burning from the inside,
one way ticket, no return,
tears before darkness,
slipped into coma,
asphyxiation, the lovers choice,
soul rising higher and higher,
soaring to a greater height,
kiss the transcending being,
seek no longer to heal,
seek only for resolution.
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