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b Apr 2018
i wish i had no face.
that way i could always have an excuse.

hey do you want to come out with us? were going to get some drinks.

"no i cant, sorry" ill say, gesturing knowingly towards the ether where my eyes, nose and mouth should be.

its the perfect alibi.
ill stand out so much
i might actually fit in.
sure it may take awhile
but people always adjust to things
even the abnormal
even if what they have to adjust to is technically nothing.
just skin over bone, no expression or words.

instead i just feel like an actor
like another life form.
like everyone can see it but me.

im too afraid to admit
that i have no one else to blame.

i wish i had no face
Amanda Kay Burke Mar 2018
I do not need to
turn my feelings off. I just
want to turn them down.
This is an old one, I am behind on posting haha; too busy. But now I would rather have them off completely, but unfortunately it doesn't work that way.
what more from nothing
the center
of
the
bubble claps

its
the
outer lining
crying
what
more



from
nothing
looking up
bubble tears
in
mine
eyes cry
what

more from nothing


get me out
of
here

this flesh is what
more
from
nothing



what serpent wishes
what more from
nothing
?










...
..
.
can't get on
board
ifn
yous
always
...
..
.
what hands have you
that I could not touch
with mine own
what part
of
the
palm


of
my
foot



could you serve


that mine eyes be caught

washing your feet

for

all

eternity


my
Love



let my wash your feet
for my future husbands
?













...
..
.
who could
tick
an
...
..
.
dance to me

in
the
shadows
we lift my skirt
she kissed me
how sweet
her
breeze

she paints me here naked
my hands
frozen
on her
*******
she makes me
she paints
my
*******

an
lighter shade
of
pink

she drops her tears
brings her brush
to me

delicately
she brushes
her tears
on me
she
closes
my eyes
as she paints me
these words
?




















...
..
.
dare we
take
...
..
.
e J Feb 2018
Drip
The crystal water goes
Drop
Of off the red leaf upon an oak
Drip
Into a lonely puddle down under
Drop
Sends limpid ripples into the not so still water
chloe fleming Feb 2018
I thought you leaving would be the hardest thing to go through,
But it was me, standing there
Walking away from you.
Like a moth to a flame, I am captured by your light.
The irrevocable longing I feel towards your essence,
Is what frightens me when I leave your side.
I fear not of losing you,
But of you losing me
To your greater journey into the light.
In fact, I even feel like you are superior to me
The way coffee is stronger, more bitter than tea.
Walking away on a cold winter's day,
Is more bone chilling than the snow that coats our bodies.
Kissing you goodbye, too soon for now
Your sweet embrace, embellished by sorrow,
Imprinted on my heart but stained with love.
Letting you leave,
I had to let you leave.
Brittney T Feb 2018
My soulmate died


Before we ever met


That's why I feel like this
A Alexander Jan 2018
I stand along the brick wall, eyes closed, feeling the sun and the cool breeze against my cheeks and think of how sweet and grateful I am for this life.
In such a short instance, time has stopped for me to appreciate it.
I couldn't help but write about how beautiful it was having stepped outside and away from work. Feel free to contribute to this write, love hearing from others perspectives on little moments that capture us!
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