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 Aug 2013 poetrygod
Kristo Frost
the
soft
smell
of
silk
fills
the
room
folds
flowing
before
flower­ing
in
the
mind
 Aug 2013 poetrygod
Kristo Frost
i seldom remember
what i remembered
before I could remember

remember december
the snowdrifts, remember
you skated down memory lane

my memory failed me
my lifetime defeats me
forget about leaving alive

remember?
 Aug 2013 poetrygod
maybella snow
how many people bleed
           from self harm
                    and hate?
how much blood falls
          until people
               know the
                    cause?
how many people
       have to die
     until society
           realizes?
                                                 something horrible has gone wrong
                                                 there shouldn't be people bleeding
                                                 blood shouldn't fall from self harm
                                                 people shouldn't die because of it
                                                 how doesn't the world see that this;
                                                 judging people, who don't care at all
                                                 are effecting everyone, even those
                                                 who might not die, bleed, self harm
                                                 it effects the people who know the
                                                 people who are bleeding their lives
                                                 away, it effects people everywhere
                                                 somewhere something went wrong
                                                 so wrong that the effects are death
                                                 blood, hurt, everywhere, mental
                                                 illness, perfection kills people
                                                 just the idea that there is such thing
                                                 as "perfection" is killing people
                                                 there is no such thing as perfection
                                                 it's not possible, so why, why, why
                                                 are people in pain, dying, dead
                                                 because o
f it? it's not right, no
                                                 it's society, and it's ways, it's
                                                 killer ways
 Aug 2013 poetrygod
maybella snow
i woke, with no hope                    
instead: determination
to get through the day,
where i                     almost fell back down
but i didn't,                                        
instead with help      
of a former poet's      
skill of writing            
about mourning        
and moving on          
"forgetting"                  
where i realized        
it's okay, if i try          
to forget your death  
and if i do                  
Remember you          
not to be sad              
it's alright if                
forgetting you            
helps me through      
the day, so i tried      
and i have almost      
made it, five more    
hours till midnight    
then, i have made it  
through one day        
without crying          
because of your loss
sorry love,                                                                    
i'm not forgetting your love                                                                    
i'm forgetting you                                                                              
or trying to                                                                                                                    
to save myself                                          
sorry                                          
i love you                        
but in the end
you're dead
i'm not
not yet
"Remember" Christina Rossetti.
 Aug 2013 poetrygod
maybella snow
i want someone to love me back  
i want to be the only one they see
in a massive crowed                      
but                                                    
you're the only person
who saw me                  
and as sweet as it was
        as happy as i was
you're gone  
       forever
   ..love x
i still love you
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