#maybe poems

[amesswithapen]

Anything not saved will be lost

I hold my breaths. Will never blink again Pluck sighs with timid fingers Hoard darkness from all the holes in socks, in hearts, in roofs Arrange letters into silent mornings, cutting deep into starved flesh and pouring blood, dripping coffee into poems others wrote, from me to you

Swallow suns, throbbing over remote lands, unlived lives made brighter, not forgiving Hum songs off-key and on repeat like mantras, like wicked spells whispered to knot my insides into drops of fire into winds Count smiles and half smiles and belly laughs and tears I wanted to wipe and ghosts I wanted to chase away Write memories out loud on window sills too low to fall (but when did that stop me anyway?) Sink streams and puddles and rivers and oceans that ripple, babble, splash, spurt, run, gush dribble, spout, drizzle, trickle, drip, rush in my veins, salt and sweet on life support Crash into a cloud and keep it for my own, my own fall Tame tongues, soft, soul storming so strange my name is distant colored when they call my voice fading, no, roaring my mouth so fucking full of you Sift ungodly hours, moonless and moving for the waiting. The wishing, too Catch leftover light with my bare bones, bruised and burning I stretch my skin, new limbs expand out of my seams I break and mend with everything I saved, save all I’ve lost, and keep them safe within, outwith these storms I rain And now I’m left with all this life to give me wings, to hold you tight I breathed. I blinked. Again

[shemihazas]

to start up a writing blog or not

[thelittlesquigglything]

It's hard to have a soft heart when you want people to think you have thick skin

[beautifloyd]

my laptop makes me sweat im out for now