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Concept: I am standing at the edge of a great abyss, it is dark and unending and I am no longer afraid of it.
jane taylor May 2016
transported back into those walls
running down the basement hall
i locked the door so i could hide
and reaching for a 45
with practically no voice at all
i sang along and prayed
to drown you out

does the soul regenerate?
what part of me did you take?
your verbal threats would make me gasp
no one could hear when I called out
record player winding ‘round
i tried to yell
but couldn’t shout

yet something you did cultivate
a plan you helped to propagate
for each and every time i ran
like a builder in a gym
i’d sing a song and sing again
strengthening the chords within
empowering my voice

©2016janetaylor
m i a Apr 2016
so i've always been afraid of the dark,

it's so powerful and

can leave a terrible mark,

on the human mind,

the dark always seems to find,

ways to ruin us mentally and emotionally,

it always seems to find,

ways to tear us apart from the inside out,

it even makes us doubt,

our existence.

the dark can tell us a simple evil sentence,

and the happiness once inside us,

dissapears,

but our negativity and fears seem to reappear.

and sometimes,

when i'm in the mist of the darkness;

i wonder how stars do it.

how do they outshine the darkness?

night after night,

day after day,

week after week,

year after year,

oh dear stars,

how do you do it?

how are you able to sit up there,

and shine as bright as you can

because you don't give a care?

like man,

the dark must hate you guys

for shining so bright in the night,

is that why it comes down to earth?

because there was nothing else to

ruin and hurt?

you know i admire you stars,

for finding a way to outshine the dark,

and heal your own scars.

maybe i can do the same,

maybe i can outshine the dark

just like you did,

and i'll get rid of this sadness and madness,

but until then,

kudos to you stars,

for finding a way to outshine the darkness,

kudos to you.
i haven't written in a while, apologies if this is bad. <3
Samm Marie Apr 2016
I have a question
I promise just one
But in order to ask it
I need you think
Of life without hope
Of hope without life
I need you to remember
The worst thing to have ever
Happened to you
And then the best
I need you to reflect on
All your broken heartedness
And on all the hearts you broke
I need you to know where
You are right now
And where you want to be
I need you to believe
That everything you want
Is attainable
And that everything that
Has happened before
Needed to happen
I need you to dream
Up every beautiful possibility
There is in the world
And not imagine
Every bad one
So my question now is this:
Is throwing away
Your life to that blade,
That noose,
That bottle,
Really worth it?
Because I believe it
Isn't
lexy jensen Apr 2016
Fear wakes you up.
My arms scrape the branches as I climb.
I feel the dry earth beneath my feet.
Never more excited, never more afraid.

The blossoms dance down,
Pink,
And I can feel the heat as I tremble,
Imagining the jump.

The ravens taunt me-
They say I won’t do it.
Maybe I won’t.
But then I would miss the joy of falling.

My wild, blonde curls
Get snagged in the trees- ow!
It will be worth it.
I remind myself it will.

Little critters squeal at me,
Some in encouragement, some not.
I reach for the comfort of my fluffy pillow,
Who isn’t there.

I’ve reached the top.
I can touch the sky.
Violet, blue, yellow, orange.
The perfect mix.

I’ve forgotten my fear, my worries.
I am invincible.
It’s just me, the cliff, the water, the sky.
Freedom.

As I walk to the edge, I feel soft grass
Beneath my feet.
There is still some of the morning’s dew
Though that was so long ago.

Now, ***** and wet,
I carefully walk to the edge.
In, out.
In, out.

Do it, I tell myself.
Go.
So I do.
I jump.

I have to say-
the best part is falling.
For just a moment, I feel free again-
Not scared. Then everything floods back.

I thrash and scream-
Then I’m in the water.
Swimming, breathing.
Laughing.

I’ve conquered the cliff-
And the jump.
And if I’ve learned anything, it’s that
fear wakes you up.
Mic Mar 2016
Strength
Is not
Keeping your head
Above the waves
It is sitting calmly
opposite
an advancing typhoon
Perfectly unstirred,
And perfectly unimpressed
By nothingness

Strength
Is not
Overcoming
But remembering
Your immeasurable
Greatness

It is surrendering
Yourself
To the pull
Of the seabed
And laughing
At the notion
Of death
Concept: I have spent two days laying in bed, in the dark, I awaken today and decide to leave the confines of my room. The sun is shining. Everything is warm.
M G Hsieh Mar 2016
I will not go
softly leaving the fallen and broach upon your sight;

I will not shiver
coldly waking at the gathering of a nihilating night;

I will not reason
lightly speaking your name and numbered days;


       I choose the wily river
       to bend and straighten the sounds
       of your longing breaths
       and ease the burden
       given by each willful caress.
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