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she had a voice
like a lullaby.
no one could tell me
to get out
after so many years
after so many struggles
after so many fights
after so much love
in such a beautiful way.
 Sep 2014 Savannah Jane
la nuit
i push people
away.
but the few friends i try
holding on to
tend to slip
away
from my grasp.
the sensation still
r u n n i n g
through my fingertips.

people like you
leave paper cuts.
the third poem in a collection that unravels into a story. read it on my wattpad, the link is in my bio if you're interested.
What if it cost money to say,
                                                 "I love you"
Would you have said it
                                                      So soon?
Would you have said it
                                                     So often?
Would you have said it
                                                          At all?
I can't breathe, the dirt is filling my lungs
Trying to scream out the lies of their tongues
No one hears, and no one cares
All they give is glances and sad stares

Pierced hearts and missing eyes
Thinkin' they won a prize
Saying good-byes with no tears to be seen
They say they don't remember
But I know they do
Skin is turning blue

My life is fading
Never dealt with this kind of aching
Spine broke in half and neck snapped
And now I'm trapped.

I'm running out of air
Take me to place of bare love and tear
Your still drowning in my mind,
           you do this on purpose.

                                                Calamity on the surface,

waves of comm
                             uni
                                      cation dead

Floating in the ocean of my head

                                        Among the graveyard of ships,
       and all left for dead.
                                                                   Lies all of the things

that we left
                                    unsaid.
I am the ocean, I am the sea, there is world inside of me.
Baby, you are the sky
Everything else? it's the weather
the clouds are only thin obstacles hindering  your need of sunlight
You are needed
even if you are bleeding tears,
the rain always dries up.

You can be as grey as you want
It is okay
Because, I know
The rays of the giant closest star will shine on your face
people look up to you
it only gives hope.

Looking down
it's green and brown
and the flowers will not be blooming without you here
the grass would not be any greener
if you are not in this atmosphere
nature's nature
at times, it's torture
But baby it's only the weather.
Belt snaps
Run laps
No naps
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Arm wraps
Back chaps
Mishaps
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