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 May 2016 m
Taylor Ramey
The Clock
 May 2016 m
Taylor Ramey
The clock glows a dim green,
gently reminding me that the sun will be up soon.
I sigh,
and continue to type meaningless words on a page that doesn't exist.
 May 2016 m
Taylor Ramey
Click
Click
Click
Words spew onto the screen,
The story of how you make me feel.
How my chest aches in anguish
At the distance that divides us.
How I spent seasons sobbing at the sky
How the brightest blue fades
Contrasted with your smile.
How every “I love you” I send is as sincere as the first.
How every “I love you” I receive still makes me melt.
How I can measure minutes in thoughts of you.
And then.
I crush the curious arrow always pointing left,
Never letting me be right.
Never letting me express myself for fear of being cast aside
Funny how that unassuming arrow
Holds me back from so much.
Click
Click
Click
 May 2016 m
Elle Moore
Waiting Heart
 May 2016 m
Elle Moore
I wish you were home
In my arms, or hand in hand
Please come visit soon
 May 2016 m
Ignatius Hosiana
She* & *I
It's still my fault sometimes I forget... it's my fault...
sometimes I love too much...
I love until I'm hated
Anyway I'll always love you


I'll never hate you
Because I love the way you love me


You don't know how that makes me feel...I don't know either but they are the most touching words someone has told me...

**Really? I wish I could also touch you physically
 May 2016 m
Ignatius Hosiana
As long as you're in my life I'll always be fine
You're the drug I need for my sores to heal
So I can as well get as many sores because I have you
You caution me against getting addicted to you but
I can't help it...you're really such a sweet person...
I have no choice... I enjoy you...you speak to my heart...
your words cover up my wounds and your soft voice steals my pain...
I really don't care about the end because the now is
and will always be a thing I live to remember...
whatever the end sweet or bitter, grotesque or beautiful I'll abide by it
otherwise thank you for this moment, for enduring my desperation and cries...
Thank you for finding and not giving up on me...
I think I should be more grateful for I'm like the trenches,
I might be channelling the waters to the drain
but you are my rain that washes me clean...
I love you more each day that goes by and I'm even afraid,
love might cease to define what I feel for you...towards us...
You've given my dark clouds a silver lining...
you've given my blemished soul a cleansing...
you've given me and my broken heart a chance to start again...
you've given me what I'd given up praying for...
the miracle of a sweet friend I can count on...
sweetness that never fades, sweetness I will always relish
you complete me and even if someday you break my heart
I will always love you... I will love you even after you forget about me
your name will go with me to the grave
for you taught me the meaning of being brave
 May 2016 m
arham
Love
 May 2016 m
arham
Think hiding
Alone
Unnatural
For the thing that is the most natural of them all
Love
 May 2016 m
arham
​Some days you wake up with limbs that feel not quite right
Some days you walk around wanting to peel off your skin
Some days you dream about being something else
Something no one told you that you could be
And some days you don't feel like a displaced soul
And some days you don't feel like this skin isn't your own
And some days you even manage to own these limbs
But one day you walk into the wrong section and feel completely right
 May 2016 m
arham
But pens hurt less than knives
And markers hurt less than pens
But our brokenness told us to hurt
And ache
And bleed
So we put down our pens
Capped our markers
Forgot how to draw worlds
And stories
And magic
In color
Instead painted with our blood
Telling ourselves
Maybe surviving was the real test
And maybe it is okay to fail
 May 2016 m
arham
Fluid
 May 2016 m
arham
I'm a girl
But somedays
I'm a boy
 May 2016 m
Remus
Broken
 May 2016 m
Remus
My mind is shattered
as emotion tries
to conquer all of
my being.

My mind is malfunctioning
as depression slowly
overtakes it and makes me
believe that I cannot
do anything
correctly.

My voice is lost
when I see you
leave
because I'm
not what you wanted.

You didn't want some
broken person who
cries when their gender
isn't what is considered
normal some days.

You didn't want some
sad person who
screams at everyone
when life gets
tough.

You didn't want someone
like me,
you honestly just didn't want
me

— The End —