Whispers in the Wound Childhood echoes, raw and wide, Carve rivers in the heart's dark side. A house of shadows, built with care,
By Katie L. Kashan2 years ago in Poets
Slumber, where have you gone? Angst has come to besiege me in your absence‐ Why have you left me under the weight of such a hopeless presence?
By JM2 years ago in Poets
the comfort of familiarity hides the disfunction of family their conditional solidarity a hidden section of loyalty while the expected reciprocity
By Amber Allehoff2 years ago in Poets
Brainwashed social media everywhere you go Fast moving time the world is so slow Twitter Facebook instagram TikTok. Sometimes you feel like a wound up clock
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
Sludgy sadness slithers in on green invested water. Frozen stiff in bed like a Stonehenge stone. Physical or mental movement cause my body to ache.
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Poets
I walked alone for far too long, A weary path, a sorrowed song. My thoughts a storm, my heart a weight, Each step a whisper: “It’s too late.”
By SP 2 years ago in Poets
it stole my youth now i refuse to believe the age i turn rotten tooth should have fixed me at that young malleable age
By Essie2 years ago in Poets
bandaids on bullet holes freshly painted on smiles patching up souls with pure filtered sunshine living the life that she never dreamed
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
i want them all to surround me i want their apologies i want their eyes to water we’re so sorry we ever hurt you i forgive you for that
The River of Souls I will cup the water, and offer the first sip. But when thirst calls again, will you drink from it too?
By Tulsiverse2 years ago in Poets
The Path We Walk I will take the first step, and place my foot on the road. But when the path stretches far,' will you walk beside me?
Did you get your pink slip? Yes, you—the one who sat there, crunched the numbers, Signed the forms, shifted the blame, Built the walls around futures you’ll never claim.
By T. E. Door2 years ago in Poets
