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I want to wake up,
With my head upon your chest,
Surrounded by the warmth,
Of your button down shirt,
And the protection of your arms.
Like new fallen snow,
With no footsteps of damage.

Just innocence,

Like that of a young child.
Everything Was Stiil,
Silence Limgered In The Air,
Soppy Cement Was A Barren Path,
One Star Poked Through Dawn's Misty Sky,
I Was A Shadow,
Completed With Red Pouty Lips,
And Red Lace Running Along My Fair Skin,
My Eyes Strained To See 20 Feet Ahead,
In The Smuthering Darkness,
And I Couldn't Help Thinking,
About *You
Sorry This Isn't Good.. I'm Just Coming Out Of Writers Block So I'm A Little Rusty
Eyes Reflecting Off The Sides Of The Road,
A Frigid Wind Whispers Fate's Secrets,
Through The Bare Branched Trees,
The Half Moon Hidden Behind Charcoal Clouds,
Artificial Lights Try To Lead The Way,
The Glow Swallowing The Creatures,
Hidden In The Groves,
And As Breaks Screech On Death's Pavement,
Bodies Collide,
One That Is Metal,
And One That Is Hide,
Blood Trickles From The Corner Of Her Mouth,
As She Wobbles Backwards,
But She Is Hit Once Again And Thrown,
Astray,
Useless,
A Carcass,
Caught In The Arms Of Gravity,
On The Frosty Assvault,
Eyes Foggy And Lightless,
Her Body Lies Cold And Still,
Life One Second,
Taken Away The Next,
A Heart Silent,
Lungs Release The Nights Chilled Air,
And Another Breath Won't Ever Be Inhaled,
In Her Soul She Knew She Didn't Have To Die,
But Now She's Free From That Mangled Body,
We Put You On Gravities Death Bed Of Gravel
But I See You
*In The Stars
We Hit A Deer Last Night And Honestly I Don't Think I've Ever Cried That Hard In A Long Time:( It Hit Right Next To Me On The Door And It Was Alive But Another Car Came And Finished It Off... I Feel Horrible, But Now She Will Become Food For My Brothers... It Just Goes To Show, Life Is Very Fragile And Precious
 Nov 2012 Alireza Zibaie
liz
mom
 Nov 2012 Alireza Zibaie
liz
mom
The roles
have turned
and the tables
reversed

phobia stricken mouse
will clean your ***** from the floor

I am stronger than my anxiety
and yours
and the rest of those
guilty and afraid

have you no faith in medicine
more so science
than powders you take for fun

I am so insulted
and so angry

imagine the first glimpse
of the top of your head
black roots on black thoughts


I could not feel my legs
and my stomach rearranged
to tickle my uvula

you remember it all
mom
you remember nothing

*mom
my mom has done a very very stupid thing this weekend.
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