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All I know of it,
still so far away
I can still feel it,
washes me away.

I always lost at Hangman.

Still so far away,
all I know of it.
Washes me away,
though I still feel it.

Break my skull on the rock.
I hope you get to watch me die.
Hold my head under water.
I will fight back out of instinct.

Don't let me win.
yellow leaves and me
joyful dancing with the wind
autumn happiness
The life I offer you
will be harder
than what you're used to
at first.

There will be
hardships,
conundrums
and challenges.

But you will never
face them alone.
You'll be with me,
loved like never before.
I gave you the shirt off my back,
You were upset to only be half dressed

I gave you my pants,
You didn't like me naked

But hey, at least you were dressed.
I guess I'll start digging through my dresser
I was raised as a mother,
Never as the daughter.
A burden they carried,
Never the healer.

I was the giver,
Never the receiver—
And for one single mistake,
I became the villain.
music lives
music breathes
music loves
music grieves

music courts
music shouts
music wins
music pouts

music grows
music clings
music clicks
music rings

music sings
music sighs
music weeps
music dies


SøułSurvivør aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc aka
Catherine Jarvis
Repost September 2025
i want to sleep
i have given
too much
i have become rusty
my eyes sunken
and my back
is busted
this foreign language
optimized machine
selling words,
selling emotion
wants to spit
me out of it
to keep working
but i am so
sleepy, shut down
and so if the machine
is broken
and the soul, myself,
is weak
there is nothing
left to do
but to starve
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