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 May 2015 Ana Sweeney
Latiaaa
Deadly
 May 2015 Ana Sweeney
Latiaaa
People draw with silver.
It comes out red.
Magic?
People walk with gravity.
They end up weightless.
Magic?
People eat a day
The food disappears the same day.
Magic?
People have good balance.
Yet end up on the ground.
Magic?
People aren't magicians.
They use what's around them to get out of life.
this me-you thing works.
i don't know how, but it does.
it's growing, it's changing,
there are bumps,
there are cuts and scrapes,
there are bruises,
there are hurts,
there are times when I'm slow to understand,
there are times when I'm faster than you,
there are hugs,
there are kisses,
there are passionate nights,
there are distant ones, too,
there are fights,
there are make-ups,
there is longing,
there is forgiveness,
there is loss,
there is gain.
there are a lot of things that go into this me-you thing,
but this me-you thing works.
i don't know how, but it does.
i like it.
 May 2015 Ana Sweeney
Kay Powers
I was 11 when change happened.
Chubby yet barely developed.
Something laid dormant in my skin.
Waiting.

The waiting ended and the wickedness rose.
The dimples on my cheeks,
Stopped caving.
The light in my eyes went dark.

The monsters under my bed started to appear in my head.
I was starving.
Starving for an outlet and sustenance to keep me alive.

Purging on control and the need for something more.
I first tried scissors,
Trying to see how thick the skin on my suddenly thin wrists
Were.

I needed more.
I took apart my sisters razor to dig deeper.

What I found was a burned esophagus.
Bad breathe.
Thin hair.
Long sleeves in the middle of summer.
And clothes four sizes too big.

5 years.
6 suicide notes.
10,952 secret scars.
There was just no other way of feeling.
Death doesn't scare me
It doesn't make me want to flee
It doesn't scare me,death
Or how I wont take another breath
Death itself doesn't put fear in me
But what dose scare me,
I will explain so you can see

You see I know my fate
Every time I ate,
Every time I loss and gained weight,
Every time I felt hate,
I knew how it would happen

It scares me shitless
How I won't have a witness
To the pain I feel
And can't heal.

I was angry, sad and ******
That I slit my own wrist!

I hate her this girl
And her pearl
She doesn't think we know
She doesn't think it shows
But I'll **** that girl
Her life will end in a swirl

But as I realize that girl I hate so much
Is me, and I couldn't even stand a light touch

But death doesn't scare me
It doesn't make me want to flee
But oh,I'm scared so scared
But what of?
I'm scared of me...
just kinda came to me....
 May 2015 Ana Sweeney
Epic Monkey
Like an electron
I spin around you
in every direction
Like a proton
you drag me towards you
in elliptical fashion

Like an electron
I can cross the world
in a blink of an eye
I'd be free like a bird
without you nearby
But lost and orbitless
Forlorn and worthless

You are the source of all I seek
My existence is limited to your proximity
I see infinity in your raging light
yet ALL you see is my negativity ...


Your love is my specific energy
Thunderstruck me
Shifted me to a higher level
Into resonance
Your hand in mine in synergy
Perfectionised me
Turning every flaw into a marvel
Into excellence

As i watch the time pass
as you slowly lose your positivity
I'll abuse myself to earn some mass
or try to reach some kind of neutrality
'cause I see divinity in your loving heart
but all you CAN see is my negativity ..

Yet I will keep rotating willingly
Until you free me from my stupidity

~Epic Monkey
 May 2015 Ana Sweeney
Nikita
Good night
Sleep tight
Rest in peace for you're dead in your dreams

Take this poem how you like
But I urge you to step away from the knife

Life isn't that bad you know
Sure, there will be challenges so hard that you just want to give up
But don't
Stay here with me instead

Don't give up
I need you to be strong
Not everything's wrong

Don't be a quiter

If you need to lean
Lean on me
Just remember that when you fall
I will fall too

Stay strong
Stay strong for me
Because tonight I want to fall asleep knowing you will be alive and leaning on me tomorrow

✳Rather than to find myself falling with you ✳
Someone will always be falling with you
Someone will always care
Think twice before you put them in such despair
 May 2015 Ana Sweeney
Nick Strong
Brown, to orange,
Shades of autumn
As sun weakens
The year wanes
Eerie mists swirl
Around dying hedges
Clouds skirting
A harvest moon
Dew edges to frost
Mornings chilled
Damp smell of earth
Moist on still air
We don't talk about it.
When someone brings up
their body, your imperfections,
the way her eyes don't light up,
the scars on my wrists,
We brush it off and turn away.
We cannot talk about it.

I try not to think about
how much I hate myself.

Self hatred is taboo.
Unhappiness isn't permitted.
But we're all so miserable.
Wouldn't it be better if
we didn't feel so alone?
Had to get stitches today.
He played that guitar
like cupid on a broken heart
or a harmony upon a harp.

The sad instrument wept
his tears unto the dry crowd
and they sighed in saturation.

And once he was drained
of everything he kept contained
they lit their lighters, begging for more.

Alas, he was alive no longer,
and had nothing but great nothings
left to give them.

So they took the silence,
and gave it back to him.
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