Submissions by EBB1E
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
a
one day we wont have all these things
our sounds and visions
our impulses our decisions
our own room and platoon
one day will there be a day?
our sounds and visions
our impulses our decisions
our own room and platoon
one day will there be a day?
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scrap piece 37
sometimes my vision goes blue and things don't feel real
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twiddling my thumbs
you should just do it with me, in my bed. under the sheets
you should just do it. do it with me dont make me beg, dont make me plead. oh please please please.
just do it with me
you should just do it. do it with me dont make me beg, dont make me plead. oh please please please.
just do it with me
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scrap piece 36
soon our words wont be able to satisfy and i know its our touch that will do the trick
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scrap piece 35
He hasn’t seen my eyes in years yet he speaks as if he’s fallen in, he doesn’t know my touch but he feels it on his skin.
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just comment your honest opinion
what color (colour) is death?
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scrap piece 33
you shake and you fear
and you feel what you fear
and you fear what you feel
and all the f words come following
from fellow freedom feelers!
dont shake
and dont cry
because
one day
soon
we're all
going to
die
(5 minutes from now)
and you feel what you fear
and you fear what you feel
and all the f words come following
from fellow freedom feelers!
dont shake
and dont cry
because
one day
soon
we're all
going to
die
(5 minutes from now)
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scrap piece 34
and in a love affair, people always have something to lose
especially self control
especially self control
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Astronaut
His body is distant and cold
His mind, a galaxy different to my own.
But sometimes he becomes an astronaut.
His mind, a galaxy different to my own.
But sometimes he becomes an astronaut.
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scrap piece 32
there is not a person who has taken me out of my mind. i am yet to not feel as if im putting on a show, picking who i want to be, does that mean i am a fake?
am i really not who i am or am i more than one person?
am i really not who i am or am i more than one person?
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scrap piece 31
please include me.
i feel like such an outsider
i dont matter to anyone keeps repeating in my head and im starting to believe it, i wish, i pray for some nice thoughts, some feeling that would make even breathing seem beautiful
im choked up, lost and in pain. im running away but there is no where i want to go. i want to kiss you without you pulling away, i want you to see me. what's happening to me.
i want to stop crying, I want to stop trying. i want to stop believing 'i dont matter anymore'
I try and hide and hold back all my anger. I try to...
i feel like such an outsider
i dont matter to anyone keeps repeating in my head and im starting to believe it, i wish, i pray for some nice thoughts, some feeling that would make even breathing seem beautiful
im choked up, lost and in pain. im running away but there is no where i want to go. i want to kiss you without you pulling away, i want you to see me. what's happening to me.
i want to stop crying, I want to stop trying. i want to stop believing 'i dont matter anymore'
I try and hide and hold back all my anger. I try to...
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Scrap piece 30
Its like I weave a safety net out of penises so when i do fall out of love, i know i'll be safe in false intimacy.
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