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 Dec 2024 Bree17
Sheeda
When I turn 18
I'm gonna exercise my rights
That atrophied muscle I was denied
Since I was born.
I'm gonna start with a lotto ticket
And a pack of cigarettes
(don't think I'll smoke them though)*

I turned 18 eleven days ago
And since then my dreams
Like puffs of smoke from the cigarettes
I never bought
Have dissipated into air that just barely occupies my lungs
I have no home
No family
No rights to the one thing I wanted
The one thing I convinced myself I deserve:
Happiness.
Gangrene eats the atrophied fibers
And loss of hope eats my soul
Aren't these trials supposed to make me stronger?
Or am I too weak?
I don't want to carry on.
Things are tough right now.
 Dec 2024 Bree17
Sheeda
You want me to love you again
And I really do want to try
But please just remember, dear,
Once bitten, twice shy.

The last time I fell for you
My life was tickled pink.
But as the end approached, my dear,
I was walking on the brink.

You were a bull in a china shop
And a warning I did impart,
But still something was bound to break
Too bad it was my heart.

Now you're saying all has changed
Black will take no other hue.
You say you want to try again
And bite off more than you can chew.

Well, if you still insist, my dear,
Lets **** two birds with one stone
For this could end in the breaking of
Your heart and my own.
 Dec 2024 Bree17
Scott Mitchell
Any instance my eyes turn away from you
don't conceive I've lost my affection
I'm solely focused on things to come
as we stare in the same direction

Anytime I don't say how my love is
don't allow your heartbeat to skip
Some things are too grand to reveal
as profound words escape my lips

Nothing voices louder than our silence
vacant phrases, yet souls defined
Nothing could inspire my heart to quake more
than your eyes looking up into mine

Every time we're burdened with distance
I embrace my pain of your presence missing
Affirmation I've finally found the one
no reluctance for our hearts giving

I want every tomorrow holding you
don't ask what tomorrow may hold
We can grey and our bodies wither
but "we" forever will never get old

Scott Mitchell
 Dec 2024 Bree17
Scott Mitchell
Discernment of facts escape a blind eye
Incalculable deceit fell upon naive assumptions of decorum

Virtues so easily replaced by a blanket of colorful chattel
Now, countless blankets dance about, as ghosts
on a paved route chosen with intent of endless future passage
And now, to escape the realm of falsities
every eventide is exchanged for repose and closed eyes

Pleasure, promises, and poetry she gave
only to have something to take away
In vengeance of a caustic past
Aphrodite unleashed artful malevolence into a fallen heart

Oh, how so much exists
where there is nothing
Emptiness can be full of such desire
And oh, the bitter taste of sweet words
from the unrestrained lips of a liar

An offering cloaked with savory fruit in cordial hands
Swearing to give it all in the big apple
and then seducing to her roots in the yard
Absorbing a soul
Only to create a martyr of forlorn cause

An abomination can appear so sweet
when emptiness needs filling
A demon from below,
delightful,
before killing

Nostalgia, a trail of footsteps in the mud
Like a fingerprint with an unquestionable owner
Arduous wails reaching the extents of one's universe
as a pawn and patriarch share reflection in the stagnant tide

knowledge of good and evil, once a desire, now a curse
yet, finally held
Gratefully numb with inescapable acceptance

Scott Mitchell
09 Dec 2012
 Dec 2024 Bree17
Sappho
He is more than a hero
he is a god in my eyes--
the man who is allowed
to sit beside you -- he

who listens intimately
to the sweet murmur of
your voice, the enticing

laughter that makes my own
heart beat fast. If I meet
you suddenly, I can'

speak -- my tongue is broken;
a thin flame runs under
my skin; seeing nothing,

hearing only my own ears
drumming, I drip with sweat;
trembling shakes my body

and I turn paler than
dry grass. At such times
death isn't far from me
 Dec 2024 Bree17
ross
11.28pm
 Dec 2024 Bree17
ross
~

i break like glass;
you break like waves
on the ocean.


~
 Dec 2024 Bree17
ross
~

here is a place
my heart comes to mourn;
a place where these thoughts
are seldom my own.
a place frozen in time
your face covers these walls;
a cold lovers waltz
still haunting these halls.
a window through time  
i am left to adore;
here is a place;
i will love you, once more.


~
i hope your still smiling, wherever you are.
 Dec 2024 Bree17
ross
~

with tired eyes
and mumbled breath
suspended in limbo
between the veil;
of the world awake
and realm of dream
each night i wait patient.
for there is place
where the safely insane
and longing hearts
meet once more.
amidst a sea of faces
the hands of time fall still
and then i see you;
your stare cuts me open
your gravity pulls me in
helpless, i smile.
for to be lost in your darkness
drowning in your gaze
honey soaked kisses on my lips
is the safest place i’ve ever known.


~
 Dec 2024 Bree17
ross
eden
 Dec 2024 Bree17
ross
~

oceans swell and foam
within her;
i was a ship
upon her waves.
planets bend
dancing between us;
the stars, in audience
jealous of her beauty.
the universe held it’s breathe
the hands of time long frozen
something brought you to me;
a cruel fate she’s spun
for now i have seen eden.
i have eaten from her tree
i have tasted her magic,
and no other kind of love;
would ever be enough.


~
 Dec 2024 Bree17
ross
nights
 Dec 2024 Bree17
ross
~

some nights i wake
from another world;
another place and time
one where we made it.
i have lived out
so many different life’s
with you in my mind;
from better to worse
and i have loved you
just the same
in every last one.


~
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