Poems For An Empty World

[musingsoftwistedpoet]

Fading stars lead us to weary shores

Wading in seems best

Try to swim with the current

Darling it’s getting dark

Hold on to me now

Nearer far is ever more before you

What will you choose?

Laying in wait

Watching your every move

Staying or going, we all just want to know

Tell us what happens next?

[anoxfordscribbler]

The Midnights

here the music burst open like so many flowers or only echoed in the hollow space he moved in graceful steps or only shifts his eyes from the light of screens in the onyx dark the ring was shining, a smile or was twisted tight, a noose he looks to the bookcases; a curation or expanse of bone white trees here he sings here he drowns in the sentiment here we buckle but forbid the breaking the song plays on the same or fades into the middle distance as he closes the door

[lastlightrising]

Slime Mold

I look out the window

at the garden and see

You.

Pale orange

in the morning light.

A slowly rotating

disgust

crawls in my stomach.

I know You are harmless.

But.

Why are you

touching my scallions?

[crmsnmth]

Ruiner

I've started wearing the absence of you like a bad habit smoke in my lungs cheap burn in my throat something I know is killing me but I lean into it anyway

Because at least it's something that feels like you staying

I replay you in loops until the edges warp your voice distorts your face flickers but I don't stop it I let it rot in me let it turn soft parts into something unusable

Grief would be cleaner if it just hurt but this this is choosing it again and again like picking at a scab just to watch it open

I ruin good days on purpose leave texts unanswered let dishes pile let sleep slip let everything small collapse because some part of me thinks if I keep falling apart you might feel it wherever you are

Like damage travels like pain echoes loud enough to reach the dead places

You don't

So I dig deeper

I keep your ghost fed give it my nights my appetite my better judgment I make a home for something that isn't even here anymore

And the worst part is I don't want to get better

Because getting better means loosening my grip on you means letting your shape fade from the inside of my ribs means waking up one day and realizing I didn't think of you first

That feels worse than this

So I stay here half-alive half-looking for you in every wrong place every stranger's eyes every empty room that hums like it might remember you better than I do

I miss you like a wound I keep reopening like a fire I refuse to put out even as it eats the walls around me

And I know I know this ends one of two ways

either I finally let you go

or I burn down everything that's left of me trying not to

[robertjw4688]

To frolic in waves,

the mind blurs into static

then clears to a creek.

[lastlightrising]

Overcaffeination

You can feel

the anxiety

crawling through

your stomach.

Stinging tendrils

telling you

danger

danger

danger.

Everything is important

So nothing is.

[lastlightrising]

[anoxfordscribbler]

Here among bluebell and bullgrass we link hands again. This forest becomes a ceremony room and we are walking an aisle between ancient trees, lapping of a brook as applause for us and that smile. Oh, how I could drown in it. Eyes locked as my hand cups your chin. The kiss; sweetness of flowers again. Become butterfly, drinking the nectar of you.

[oneandocey]

People I don't care to please,

Who I hate as dogs do fleas,

Know that though you bother me,

That is all you'll ever be.

An itch,

A glitch,

A spot of pain,

Something I'll forget again.

[sleepy-lucy-writes]

The Story

My life's a story that I'm not done telling yet So I'll keep on living despite the voices in my head Telling me daily the world would rather have me dead It's up to me now to live on without regret

But it's not easy, 'cause I'm so much more than sad Like my self-loathing haunting me each night in bed The days when emotions are loud then completely flat When I'm totally overwhelmed but my eyes won't wet

Then I look back at the life that I've led Run back conversations and confrontations I've fled The tears unshed, the blood not bled I see a failing coward with a heart of lead

So I look for hope in the people I've met And in them I see my light reflect And I realise life's a story That we're not done telling yet

[oneandocey]

A pause in the struggle,

Fresh air fills my room,

Scarf it down with panicked breaths,

Awaiting further doom,

Lighting split my soul in two,

I flinched between the cracks,

This does not feel like freedom yet,

I'm waiting to collapse.

[tinydancerinyourhead]

i thought it would be easy

to escape and take the fall

what more is there to be

when i’ve given it my all

i wrestle with warm bodies

the sound feels like home

with a light call of anarchy

and a touch of lost control

still i rain on rabid friends

my brother plays the drums

the dog dies again and again

and still morning comes

[lastlightrising]

Harvest

I remember when

They tore down

Your wall.

The lines

In the sky

Hatched

A series of eyes

Watching it unfold.

Observation of

Everything occurring

And nothing happening.

The scent of ashes

From the burning fields.

[emphasiskills]

the oracle 

only processes 

monochrome:

 

happenstance duality

the coin toss insists

causality

comes in couplets

double the half

of the absence

dichotomy purloins

colour with 

twinned tunnel vision

pendulum's forked tongue

forecasts polarity

bipartite bargain

fool's gold fortunes

sold to the gullible

and penumbra 

is just a myth 

whispered by coincidence

[letmebethecure]

It has occurred to me lately

All the flaws I hold like fish in fishbowls

And how my fears dictate my behavior by tricking logic into the equation

And how I have only found love in sacrifice and pain and begging

And how without being useful to someone

I fear no one will ever stay

And the most interesting part of it all is

I have only found this deep truth about myself

Because I wanted to be better for you

Maybe that’s what a healthy relationship requires

Growth, to show up in the way that someone deserves

And growth to show up for yourself

In that very same way

You make me better

[letmebethecure]

He didn’t know how I drank my coffee

And so he brought me 5 variations

Rich

And lush

And black

And sweet

And warm

He didn’t know me

And he didn’t have to

I realized

Because it’s hardly ever about the knowledge

And more about the instinct and the effort

You look so familiar

[knee-deep-in-narcissus]

You act like I don't love her, the daughter you lost,

Like I didn't break my nails on the dirt of her grave,

Clawing at her coffin lid, numb with fear and frost,

Scrabbling for what pieces of her I could save,

You act like I killed her, callous and cold,

Like I didn't try pouring my life into her lips,

Sobbing that her story wasn't done being told,

The weight of her body crushing the cowslips,

You act like I robbed her of what should've been hers,

Like my desperate hands didn't crack her chest,

Trying to start a heart that no longer stirs,

Knowing in my bones that she'd rather rest,

You act like she didn't beg to be buried,

Didn't scratch her way down to the soil below,

You refused to see her or the weight that she carried,

So you resent me and the way that I grow.

-The Daughter You Lost (By @knee-deep-in-narcissus)