Sedate me Suppress my hate Enough for me to be just okay Because I want someone to love me Fool me With an illusion of control
By CotardDelusionz3 months ago in Poets
Staring at a river Watching my memories go by So many where I cried Not many where I felt alive They're all blurry
Tormented by conflictions I'm ripping at my eye lids So they won't block my vision Next is my skin Indent every sin
Salt Tears That Tell the Truth The words across his skin are warnings, a rule carved deep and unfair. Salt trails speak what he can’t say,
By Marie381Uk 3 months ago in Poets
The life I once longed for—the one I used to gaze at with such hopeful eyes—looking back now, it was nothing more than a dream.
By Water&Well&Page3 months ago in Poets
Give me a second, to gather up my brain. It’s scattered like ashes, splattered all over the place.
By jl wood3 months ago in Poets
I’m thinking about ending things. You are small. You have always been small. Not small like a mouse. Or a butterfly.
By Maggie Dimaggio3 months ago in Poets
What’s the use of this confusion– stumbling, tripping on my own illusions, somehow coming to my own conclusions.
Circling the edge of the radiant heat Bones crack, spewing repugnant steam Faces, names, sensations; I offer all up now
By K.B. Silver 3 months ago in Poets
I used to be the friend who stayed after the party to stack everybody else’s sadness into neat piles. I called it love.
By Milan Milic3 months ago in Poets
The quiver full of bandages— Blood-tinged flight feathers from years of bandaging. Bandaging with arrows, Healing with death, with killing.
By K. S. Wren3 months ago in Poets
A Longing Carved A longing carved in breath and blood and stone, it moves through me as if it owns my veins. It turns the night
