"I don't know what it means"
Nym 

Waiting here, waiting here for you
watiing here, waiting here for you
sappho
waiting here for you
speak your voice
speak your voice
her heart is pounding out loud
speak your voice
anxiety running through me
I can't work anymore
all I can think of is you
all I can think of is you


Should i stay?
Chaining myself to old age
Saying things that would
make you hurt
and pull you down

I don't know what it means
you sending me to Egypt
you sending me to Egypt

Lost and alone-
confused by love

oh the moments
we had
soft and tender like the branches
we had

oh the moments
we had
soft soft
soulful
hungry
and had
had
oh lover
angel
sweet heart

Is this the end?
Is this the end?

You said it was for everyone
you were in love
taken with that
moment
god
so was I
so was I

father, father
you love for me
makes me have to stand tall
make me reach up high and achieve
and achieve
and
and

I have no idea
what you feel

I can be cruel
and I fail

Trying to force that which won't happen

Fail failing
I will move forward
but he gave me nothing
nothing
nothing at all

Hard to tell sometimes
between the professional and personal life
and how I am laid low and
all my dreams are shattering
and I am cold
I am cold

You will be fine.

Who has not be laid low by love?

Curving balls,
Sappho,

And pain which I cry to God,
take this away
its out of control
the pain is racing through me
angry angry womb
and I got to the bath and the labour pains are intense
and I my new self is being born
and my new self is being born
born
out of the rubble
out of hell
and now I am floating here
restful
restful
open here

"at i would not want sleep so much cos i know that dream is the simplest way for me t"
majsrivas 

Wish i am strong enough by this time.
Wish i had the courage to face him later.
Wish that i could hug him tight by the time that i saw him.
Wish i could kiss him again.
Wish i could reach out and grab him and feel his arms around me again.
Wish i could share another day with him and share the laughter again.
Wish i can smell his armpit and feet.
Wish i could say i love him endlessly.
Wish i am not craving for him anymore.
Wish i am not crying at night wanting him to just appear in front of me.
Wish i am not crying on the bathroom floor begging God to bring him back.
Wish that i had him not only in my dreams so that i would not want sleep so much cos i know that dream is the simplest way for me to feel him again.
Wish the gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart game is not that strong.
Wish i didn't wished these last Wednesday wishes.

©jenzybabyy
"when the sun rises, the whisper lets me know you are still awake and searching for m"
auhsoJHaynes 

Is that what we wake up to every day?

Fast food and gas stations are forever stamped in the corners of my eyes as they are looking through the glass of minimum wage to the red flashing lights of a man hoping to get back to his children safely.

Is life is a pointed dagger then my blade is rusted and dull when I wonder why I even try some days.

Do I dare defend my pride and still demand something more than this? Is this a call for engines in the air or wings made of wax? Death would be more alive than waking up to another day of shampoo commercials and microwave dinners.

You are always whispering in my ear though dear and telling me that you're more than just a particle flown into my imagination from a world so oh very different than ours.

Are your eyes as bright as I imagine? Will the glare from them blind me from the tax collectors whip and will your laughter drown out the screams of onlookers who are throwing peanuts through the bars at my feet?

Will your kiss melt me and cause me to fall into wind like leaves in a storm, a tornado of color and beauty..?

I lay in bed and my eyes close tightly, my breathing slows and thoughts drip into pits men drown themselves in, the murky waters of nihilistic cynicism...

Though my hand will still not be closed around yours when the sun rises, the whisper lets me know you are still awake and searching for me too...

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