They threw me to the wolves— my skin and bones a perfect feast for crows. But garnet pulsed in my chest, a steady flame tucked deep in marrow,
By Ellie Hoovs7 months ago in Poets
They never saw the nights I bled In silence— Holding my breath So no one would hear The way my heart cracked Under a whisper.
By Shoaib Afridi7 months ago in Poets
No more for me, I say. I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: Please — no more. I don’t care what you say. I’m through anyway.
By Clifford Kincaid7 months ago in Poets
Begin by apologizing for what you haven't done. - Apologize for all the noise. You shouldn't have laughed so loud, or had the audacity to breathe,
By Autumn Stew7 months ago in Poets
Wake before your body is ready. Feed the baby. Feed the silence. Feed the despair. Forget you were hungry to begin with.
We learn quickly how to vanish from the family table when we break the mold. We learn quickly that vanishing is easiest, safest, less painful.
Drowning in a lonely sea, yielding to its power and all-consuming thirst for sacrifice, you feel your limbs buckle and soften
By Paul Stewart7 months ago in Poets
I didn't step out from the home that bruised me; I clawed out of the hell that he built for me. Fingernails torn from their place on the silence that held me,
after i make things i stare at them until i hate them it doesn’t take long lately i stare at the things i’ve made and i expect to hate them, eventually
By Heather Holmes7 months ago in Poets
I wrote with the ink of pain, not fame, But no applause ever whispered my name. A quiet corner, a weary screen, Dreams danced, but stayed unseen.
By Mahmood Afridi7 months ago in Poets
Trying to rip words from my heart, turning dreams into reality, forging molten iron into steel, but there is something missing -
By Amanda Starks7 months ago in Poets
Nowhere Land It’s a nowhere land, out past the noise, where the lost hang out without a choice, no signposts, no finish lines,
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
