Most recently published stories in Poets.
his life was extinguished like a cigarette tossed in a toilet is a line I wrote a while back but have yet to find a place for
By Fiachra O'8 years ago in Poets
An Opiate Odyssey Afraid … There's a tight anxiety surrounding me; a younger me. I used to believe it was my effect on things.
By Ryan Mahoney8 years ago in Poets
Though my strength increased as my heart tore, forever I shall go. I trudge through the muck of life forever pushing forward as my sorrows way me down. Crushing the spirit of a man blinded by pride only to realize it's too late. My pain has not healed but faded with only my memory to remain and add to the weight of my mind and spirit. Nothing to heal it as I break and crack. One day those cracks shall shatter and my strength disappear as I crash to my knees and tears fall from my eyes. I shall then reassemble myself with the mortar that slows my feet and continue to remember and remain.
By Nick May8 years ago in Poets
Negative picture show... So much frustration makes it hard to breathe... I cling to a thread of positivity as I pray for it not to leave.
By Steven Baldry8 years ago in Poets
Body's geography Every scar is known to you Every limb you've held of mine Every tear that has talked you've caught Every darkness that has surrounded me
By Hannah Mendenhall8 years ago in Poets
I went home yesterday With a blank stare on my face I look back and I see my trace Where am I and where will I go What's my future that's full of hope
By Byeol V Tae8 years ago in Poets
What is this feeling that has my back against the wall? What is this feeling that is giving me sleepless nights? What is this feeling that has me waiting for something to materialize?
By Shubham Jhunjhunwala8 years ago in Poets
I remember the very first time you opened your eyes. The connection within your stare. As I promised to look after you forever.
Here I sit in a pitch black room looking at the table covered in my sweet escape. Just one more. That's all I need. Just one more hit
By Rayven Nespoli8 years ago in Poets
Riddle me this but spare me the jokes If you’re not on fire then why all of the smoke? I wager the sinner just might die young
By David Kav8 years ago in Poets
Being a teen means finding out who you really are Who your real friends are Finding out what you want to be in your future
More than you'll ever know... I remember the first time you opened your eyes. So questioning, so wide you stared right into me.
