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 Apr 2014 Zalea
Abi Sweeney
So infectious you really are
not
what I need tonight.
 Apr 2014 Zalea
abby
{layers}
 Apr 2014 Zalea
abby
when i think back to the first punch
the nail and sting and two-week bruise
i don't think about the pain
or the sound of your fist against my ribs
i think of your face as you swung your arm
twisted and red but that was only layer one
layer two was remembering when you coached me in softball
layer three was my nine-year-old embrace
layer four was whispering, "she's your little girl."
layer five was your confusion as i grew up and became quiet
layer six hated yourself in that moment
as well as layers seven and eight
layer nine was your anger again, which caused you to hit
but layer ten was your apology
i forgave you one thousand and sixty eight times
will you ever forgive yourself?

*(a.m.c.)
 Apr 2014 Zalea
cora
Not you too.
 Apr 2014 Zalea
cora
Please don't ask me to explain myself to you dear,
I'm not as put together as you imagine that I am.
I'm torn and burned and scraped and lost and more then slightly tattered.
Then again we are all a little broken
, but I can't and won't tell you just how hurt I am.
Because I don't want you to look at me that way.
The way people look at broken things
with sympathy and sadness and hints of "I feel sorry for you"
The way They look at me now...
I won't have you do the same.
If that means that I have to pull away a bit
and hide in the back of the sage.
I guess that's fine.
I just don't  want you to look down on me...
Not you too...
 Apr 2014 Zalea
Bree
Go to bed.
Go to sleep.
Talk to God.
Don’t count sheep.
I love you. :)
But don’t forget
That He loves
You more, Jeanette.
Don't forget He wants to talk with you, too.
 Apr 2014 Zalea
Gladys P
As I walked upon the satiny sands
In the splendors of my native land, the island of  enchantment
I sensed a heartwarming sensation
Upon my country's pleasurable enhancement

Leaving behind, a trail of fine footprints
With unforgettable and wonderful memories
In the midst, of a calming and refreshing breeze
On this unbelievable and tranquil journey

Surrounded by amazing hues, of turquoise waters
Slightly bordered in huge weathered rocks
Exuberant foliage, and a small island seen from afar
Quite an admirable stage, and one of my favorite quiet spots

While harmonious sounds of ocean waves
Played softly in symphony, echoing in my ears
Rising into the surface
Bringing triumph tears

And the horizon transformed into an inspirational glow at sunset
Giving a sensational appearance of paradise
A luxurious hideaway
Making me feel cleansed and revived
 Apr 2014 Zalea
Andrea
INSIDE
 Apr 2014 Zalea
Andrea
I AM DARK SHADES OF GREY
AND TINTS OF BLACK
THESE VOIDS WERE ONCE FILLED
WITH THE LIGHTEST LIGHT
AND THE JOYEST JOY.
I KNOW THAT YOU SEE MY DARKNESS
I KNOW YOU DO.
BECAUSE YOU, YOU WERE A PART OF ME.
I THINK YOU STILL ARE?
AND I KNOW YOU STILL REMEMBER THE DAY IN DECEMBER.
YOU HAVE TO, I KNOW YOU DO.
ALL ALONE I HIDE OUT IN THE OPEN
EXPOSED AND VULNERABLE
READY TO FALL BACK INTO YOUR ARMS.
AND YOU CAN STILL SEE ME
BUT ARE YOU REALLY LOOKING
REALLY?
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