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Brandon Conway Jun 2018
A sweltering run through the pastoral streets
Past the chemical plant and decrepit machinery
A couple miles trekked for nature's delicious treats
Incardine specks and black dots poke through thick greenery

Step over the ditch into the smokey mud
Stick your hand in carefully, the cost just a little blood

A blackberry picked from the protective thorn
is sweeter than one picked from the grocery store
I should have tied them tighter,
he thought to himself.
No point in focusing on what I did wrong,
or rather what I didn't do right.
He got up off the pavement
and without thinking
dusted off his knees.
The right one stung.
He looked down and took notice that
he'd shed skin.
He watched reluctantly
as a single drop of blood
fell off the **** of his knee
and landed on the loose knot of his shoelace.
Umi Jun 2018
Wash it off!
The marks of a past as dim as a solar eclipse cast on your gaze.
Useless, it is already written in the depths of your face,
As black as ink, there lingers a truth within it, hidden behind feelings.
The endless pain is brushing with the wind through your hair,
Oh life what is the reason for you to always lead towards an inenvitable death, leaving what you once were proud of, behind ?
Since you seem not to understand it fully, I want to teach it to you in the realm of the dead, in the loitering darkness one day when it is already far too late to turn your back to the fate you are running from,
So please seek the answers now, don't ever turn away!
Even if you should continue this lonesome path wretchedly,
As long as you are living, you can still shine and illuminate anothers spirit, just like the moon does in the darkest of all nights,
Even still if your past has left your tortured, frightened soul...
As black as ink.

~ Umi
Bella Jun 2018
Death knocks on the door with flowers
She does not answer

He knocks again
She blocks the door

He shouts her name
She buys a new houses

He comes again
And she builds a Panic Room

He shouts once more
And she locks the Panic door

He breaks into the house
And she blockades the hallway

He rattles the handle
She puts in ear plugs

He kicks and he screams
And she goes to sleep

Alone
In her chamber of solitude
With nothing
And no one
Left
Dreaming peacefully
As he breaks down the door
This is to my grandma
Lacy Chinchilla Jun 2018
I remember when half a mile felt like a million

But still I ran

From my broken heart poured heavy steps

Brick
By
Brick

My pain was my strength
Until it wasn't.
anotherdream Jun 2018
It’s 1am and I’m lost in thoughts,
Of your face as it so brightly gleems,
Against the wall’s iridescent reflection.

These sheets can only cover so much,
They can’t keep my heart from growing cold,
Not the way you always have done so.

Your smile can light up my world,
Like the universe is on fire,
Blazing for all eternity,
Igniting my only desire.

Your eyes speak of beauty,
That I want you to see,
Admiring their waves,
Swimming their sea.

Your life is mine to discover,
So open yourself up,
Reveal your treasure,
I only want you, not one or the other.

You hide yourself and wait,
Like beauty still encased,
But I see your smile,
From miles away,

The distance it takes,
To chase after your heart,
Call it all mine,
Cause I’ll run that far.

I can’t help but wonder,
What your mind’s really after,
A boy who has passion,
Or just a boy full of laughter.
Who's treasure have you been seeking?
Mary-Eliz May 2018
long-legged brothers
daddy long legs, too

hurry, scurry

wait up,
I can't keep up with you

slow down
wait for me

I'm lagging
don't you see


~~~~~~~~~~

read...read...

scurry...scurry

always feeling in a hurry

so many...so much
you write too fast

it's like walk-running
in the past

slow down...
I lag behind it's true

slow down, wait for me
I can't keep up!

I can't keep up with you!
I know I likely miss a lot of real gems but oh lordy! it is hard to keep up. I still have short legs and walk fast :-)
lexi May 2018
I'm running
fast
my feet hit the sand
pavement
grass
as I run
the wind in my face
faster
faster
faster
my legs burn
but it's a good burn
I close my eyes
ignore the pain in my chest
my heavy breathing
aching legs
and embrace
this feeling of freedom
Katelyn McShane May 2018
Being with you is like
Running with scissors
Or gambling with my last 10 cents
I never know what will happen
But the moment it is so intense
Reaching in to a bubbly sink
Or running alone in the dark
The rules tell me to stop it right now
But I feel like I  just have to start
Meeting a man I just met online
Or drinking up all of the *****
Loving you now is a risk that I take
But it’s one that I consciously chose
Haylin May 2018
lies lies lies
they won't stop running through my mind

lies lies lies
convincing everyone I'm fine

lies lies lies
they happen time after time

lies lies lies
and all i can say is i apologize

lies lies lies
they are all thats left inside
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