Vale Luna

Jun 2017

SøułSurvivør

erratic

i write when i should read
read when    it's not right
go down  repost rabbit holes
until i lose my sight
my muse   is in a   tizzy
my body always busy
i listen to Thin Lizzy
until i lose my mind
my prayers    just hit
the rafters
my happy ever afters
are taken by
the grifters
i relate to     drifters
I'm really in a  bind
please forgive my scheming
I feel like i'm

dreaming

but this silly   rambling

is

all
that

i
could

find

SøułSurvivør
(C) 6/15/2017

I know I'm erratic.
I really can't help it.
My mind & body aren't
Cooperating with my spirit.
I find i write
really late at night
Then I'm in a fog
the next day

HELP!

Vale Luna Jun 2017

They Call Me Twitch (10w)

If I
don't
write
poetry
everyday

...

My hand
will twitch.

Writing something everyday isn't an option. Poetry is my existence now.

#10w

Vale Luna Jun 2017

New Ideas (10w)

The same
pencil

will
never
write

the same
poem
*twice

#10w

Jun 2017

Eva

Recovered

"I'm better now"
I say, as I stare at a black screen,
Alone, numb.

"I'm better now"
I declare, as I sit on the floor of my room,
Too scared to go outside.

"I'm better now"
I mutter, as little cuts slowly appear
Along the side of my arm.

"I'm better now"
I scream, as I push my body
Off the floor and into the sky.

"I'm so happy, I'm better now"

#suicide #recovery #relapse #gone

Jun 2017

Jamison Bell

I **** me, seriously

I wrote you a poem.
You said that you liked it.
I added a ****.
You could say that I spiked it.

You left me no comment.
You said not a word.
Now it sits there unwanted.
My poem's now curd.

I could write you another.
A little less rhymey?
Something romantic.
Not nearly as grimey?

I'll leave out the ****.
The ***** and the lows.
I could write you of sorrow.
Of heartache and woes.

Just tell me dear reader.
What do you want?
Love and raw passion?
Except leave out the -unt?

Vale Luna Jun 2017

Undefined Limits (short)

"The
sky's
the
limit"

That's what people say
When they're
too afraid

To
reach
for
the
stars.

#limits #sky #stars #reach #short #inspire #undefined

Jun 2017

LS Martin

24 year old ******

I over hear my mother speaking to my father about me not knowing how to be alone. That my ex didn't give a **** about me.
Mother
I'm a 24 year old ****** who has never been with anyone. Do you have any idea what that is like? To ache for a connection you have never had? To yearn for a union that defies every life experience and principle you've come to know? To sit in your room and watch life pass you by while all your friends live there's? Oh Mother I do know how to be alone.
**For I Have Known It All Of My Life

Straight from my diary entry
Do I care because she's right? Or because it's my Mother who is the one saying it?