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Time doesn't heal.
And the wound knows it.
Layers gather on the ****
but the damage remains,
hiding itself deep inside
the secret scar
time healing wound layers damage hidden secret scar
 Jan 2020 Josephine Wilea
Ally
Dearest poets

we understand each other

through our universal language

of love and compassion


Our words

our love

our pain and joy

dancing with our words


Into a beautiful 2020
 Dec 2019 Josephine Wilea
Myrrdin
It's 3 am,
For a while now,
I've woken up listening for you,
Funny how I used to complain,
About your drunken wake up calls.
All I could say at your funeral,
Was that I fell in love with you,
At 3 am.
 Dec 2019 Josephine Wilea
Myrrdin
You, with hands like Ambien
Talking me down off the ledges
I was born and raised on
Slowing down the heart
That's beating for you now
Out of my chest
Into your hands
Safer than it was with me
I didn't need to be medicated
Just loved,
Just loved.
Writing has always been a fickle friend to me;
Sometimes the only thing standing between me and a masterpiece
Is the mood to write.
 Dec 2019 Josephine Wilea
Tegan
I feel like you’re always behind me,
following me,
whispering down my neck,
crawling into my spine,
digging through my flesh.
How am I supposed to get rid of you,
when you’ve become part of me?
 Dec 2019 Josephine Wilea
agatha
and I adore you,

your smile like
a thousand suns—
penetrating every crevice
of sadness in my bones .

—1:26 AM, b
 Dec 2019 Josephine Wilea
Nina
Every time
You'd see me with a sad face
You'd tell me to smile
Every time
I seem moody
You'd tell me to smile
And when you know that  I won't smile
You'd end up doing the things that will make me smile

You said my smile
Was my biggest attraction
But little did you know
My smiles are all because of you
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