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 Nov 2018 yv
Lily
Life
 Nov 2018 yv
Lily
No preparation,
all trepidation,
and some meaningful moments of satisfaction.

Nothing unplanned,
but this ship seems unmanned,
it's the chaotic order of our land.

From dust to dust,
this path we must,
death is a season that is just.
 Nov 2018 yv
empty seas
the anger
 Nov 2018 yv
empty seas
the anger
pulsed
pushed
through the air

pushed
pulled
at my head

i could not leave
could not shut
it out
could not feel
fine
can’t be calm

the anger
it pulls
wraps its arms
around me
pulls itself
into that empty place
above my stomach
in my ribcage
it was them
and now
is me

they put
the anger there
placed it
by the force
of the looks
the words
the tears
the anger is
all around
you
are not
you
are never
you
will never be
you

anxiety is
not just fear
it is
primal
the rage
the fear
it wraps itself
in you
and you can only
channel it
inwards
you can only
self destruct

anxiety and anger
are two sides
of the same coin
and i
flip
between
the two
until
i stop
being
anything
at all
i flip
and i flip
somedays
it seems like
the only thing
i do
 Nov 2018 yv
Pat Raia
My Father
 Nov 2018 yv
Pat Raia
My father
gave up
half
his life
saving
his bother's
skin
protecting
his sister's
virtue
keeping
his father
rich
So
he never
understood
what
I had
become
and why
I'd
grown
unwilling
to do
anything
he had
done
 Oct 2018 yv
Lily
You were the sun I let everything revolve around.

But like the sun, you took it as deserving.

Ungrateful.

Insatiable.

Self-absorbed in the midst of this vast galaxy,

failing to realize you are just a star,

like all other stars,

not even the biggest,

nor the most fiery.

You were only special because I made you so.

Without my world rotating around you,

you would be nothing more

than just another medium-sized star in this vast, vast universe.
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