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Autumn Whipple Mar 2015
eating hot food
is like a little
challenge
to swallow
before it burns your mouth
before the food wins
the struggle to avoid
my stomach
chew fast, mouth a bit open
******* air in and out
on short pants
but I win
GULP
down it goes
I can feel its warmth smoldering
in my belly
haha!I am victorious over the pizza roll!
Brittle Bird Jan 2015
Your fingers ripped across my skin
snagging
breaking in
I expected a thick blue blood
gushing
out mud
but here a blackness lies
crawling
up inside
you might have found a heart
beating
a start
but I felt your surprised gasp
echoing
and vast
when discovering the empty space:
"what a
waste"
Brittle Bird Dec 2014
I crunch out poems...
Stick them to my fingertips...
Gasp them in my sleep.
Randi G Dec 2014
i remember laying in your arms
that night and you asked if i was okay
because i was gasping for air.
when i told you he was the one boy
who could make me so upset
that i felt insane,
you told me i’d find someone who
could make me that happy
and i did

*(r.e.)
Shelly Woods Oct 2014
First the sun
Warm and gold
Then the wind
Swift and bold
Of all that I know
Little I remember; little I behold

Fearing it is my last... I gasp for breath.

A scent like no other
Fills my emptied soul
Memories flood into me
Like a perilous undertow
A wave catches me
And carries my soul

I am full again.

Wonder pulsates through my veins
Living is no longer in vain
Blood warms my extremities
Chasing fond memories
Once again, I begin
For the moment, I am

I see... I breathe... I believe.

For the moment, no end
To stop me
No fear to paralyze
No wounds to hide
A moment of peaceful bliss
All tears subside

I will let this wave carry me.

I don't fight the current
I let it take me
where it wants
Not out of bravery
But from my addiction
To wonder... and clarity
first last May 2014
"So what does depression feel like"*

It feels like trying to run through the sand after you have just climbed out of the ocean.

Like trying desperately to hang on to the merry-go-round spinning out of control.

Like struggling to keep your head above water in a wave pool.

Like trying to climb up a steep slide and slipping down just as you almost reach the top.

Like gasping for air after you've had the wind knocked out of you.

Like having a crush on life knowing life will never like you back.

Do you understand now?

— The End —