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OkayI need a world where everything is just fine,Okay2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Somewhere peaceful
Where good things happen with no regrets.
I need a place to call my own,
Somewhere to lose myself
Ignore the pains from wheels of fate and forget my sorrows from shattered dreams.
I need someone to tell me what I'm doing is right.
Someone to reassure me.
Someone to tell me everything is alright.
Please.
Someone.
Tell me everything will be okay.
disappearpush me awaydisappear3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
now watch me disappear
told me that you'd always stay
and now I won't shed a tear
becoming varicosei'm slipping off the edge, they say. my arms are silly strings and i am wound up in a knot i can't untie. and i am quote unquote on my final leap, my sinking ship, my vein of life becoming varicose. i'm not quite up for a second drink, as they say, they say.becoming varicose4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
doctors are no scientists, they tell me. it's not my abandonment of whole foods causing stomach pains, it's me. i have gone too far, too high, too deep, and they are sorry, but this is a bleach stain by a broken machine, not a programming fault. they say.
they take me outside and wrap me head to ankle in dish cloths, curtains, pillow cases. they say, this is what you're missing, this is
Voices In My InkWhisper WhisperVoices In My Ink4 years ago in Open More Like This
Don't you hear?
The crawling tongues
Coming in clear
Scream Scream
Don't you hear?
The echoing pouring
Not by tears
Stutter
Stutter
Not t-too clean
Not t-too shy
Speak Speak
Voices In My Ink
5 o'clocksometimes its 5 o’clock at night and i haven’t thought about you all day5 o'clock4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but more often than not its 5am and i can’t get you off of my mind
and with every extra hour of sleep you steal away
i add a mark to your side of wall
until it tells me who i need back more
irony is,It ended with Vietnam, a boat, and too much water.irony is,2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was all an apparent example of situational irony, save the humor. The little hiccoughing laughter. The throwing back of your head and lolling with appreciation.
It was so simply structured, bordering on formal. One event after the precedent event. The time still ticking. The waves still grasping for the imminent introduction of sand. Like the sand turns to glass turns to jagged bottle-green litter on the beach, turns to sand.
Like one event after the precedent event.
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Sometimes he feels the sorrow drinking water. He is 72.8% water, he is a human being.
He spends an approximation of
Pour Me a Dose of Cherry LovePour me a heavy dose of atmospherePour Me a Dose of Cherry Love4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And i'll watch the mocha sky
As all the sugar stars fade out
Into a kiwi and blueberry mashed horizon
Of a mango shaped world
Floating in cherry love.
Fly, Please FlyFly, Please Fly1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Please fly
I don't care if your body doesn't have wings
Because for me you are an angel
Beautiful and free
Please fly
Don't let them push you down
Your mind will never fall
Cause it is beautiful and free
Your soul is a bird
Don't let them cage it in
Let it fly, please let it fly
Because your soul is beautiful and free
Sta.sh
