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touching everything and nothing
  all at the same time
    simply just existing
      but more importantly,
        thriving with
              HOW ARE WE KILLING THE OCEAN
A SOLID 95% OF THE WORLDS LIVING SPACE COMES FROM THE OCEAN
                                 life of all kinds
                                   being destroyed by mere human life
the world is not ours
             HOW ARE WE KILLING THE OCEAN
we can save the world
i
smell of dust and days of
summer sweat                  
I mean                                                             ­     tears of confusion                
   are you sure this                                                    feel the skin flex and move
feels right this time I don't                                                        arou­nd the
think I can handle feeling                                                        mu­scle
that close to heaven's gate again                      to close to the bone

yes it hurts to fall from heaven                        
especially when you feel as if you crawled all the way from hell
PSA if you are viewing this on a phone website the structure of this poem will make no sense to you at all


I need you
but I cannot lose you again
today I am going to sit down and write
this is a simple task for some
but for me and my chaotic mind
it is a fearsome brutal acceptance of my own
personal destruction
a free day on my schedule so today will be a day of self riddance
we were intertwined
in a life full of lies
consuming thoughts
of losing you
pulling at my spine

disconnected from intelligence
treacherously deciding
who is it that brings me happiness

I am almost sure it is not you
for you exhaust me
I am lost in his intimacy

He wrapped his love and comfort around me
by only a thin thread
easy to break through
but as I refuse to move
the thread remains intact
wrapped around my hips
of where your hands caressed so gently

I tied my love to your hair
thousands of strands flowing everywhere
I hope sometimes they fall
masking your eyes
to remind you that they´re still there

how could it be you would let me fall asleep
even as we only held each other in secrecy
I would have to leave before morning

she wishes we had nothing
is it jealousy
somebody taking away her best friend
but I can´t get you out of my head
im still waiting
you once said
flowers are to you as you are me

you were scared to pull my stem
in case I would leave my roots behind
you were scared I would die

you plucked a few petals to take with you
and watered me with hope
my roots are growing
stronger and stronger
everyday
waiting for you to replant me somewhere else
little did you know my petals are full of pollen
and it left its residue all over you
everybody brushing by spreading it throughout
her seed is not the same as me
she is wild
untamed
and will grow with no control
but there's only one me
still growing
waiting for your gentle pull
so our roots can finally intertwine
are you in love with her
because I still feel our love divine
birds are made of trees
where do they hide from me
whispering wishes of insecurity
casting around like a clown
becoming somebody
holding
false dreams
no witness
I need jeans
that have some pockets
deep enough to stuff
my wallet
full of envy and greed
hundred dollars in the hole
knowledge from believing I can finally leave
sunkissed absence marking my feet
sore and tender
shoes of soul
legs shaking
arms quaking
mind racing
bruised breast
disguised wrists
deep from the core
sliced and discarded
nothing more
sore spine
open flesh
juicy and ripe
no milk in sight
feelings are lies
logic
bones
fingertips
telephone polls
and spiderwebs
splinters in my eyes
where is all of this going
who is it meant for
explore me
if you please
forced jaw
broke open
dry tongue
memories
do you miss me
scattered thoughts all in a blob
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