Submissions by Isgyppie_ (L.C. McQuillen)

Words once spoken
simply should not have been
Words painted a picture
beautiful
watercolour pastels
sunrise blooming over ourselves
as bright as our future
was going to be
but when I opened my eyes
to reality
as words revealed their true meaning
instead of the expected
portrait promised perfect
all that was in front of me
was a glass
transparent, empty
offering no meaning
or answer for what was ahead
and as I started to tap
then knock with a frustration
from the untruthful observation ...

What is empty?
Is it a slit in the wall of your heart and mind
that was never nurtured
or no one took the time
To look close enough
and watch for a while
If they did then they'll see
breaks in the dust particles
that float around
just to tickle the obis
to remind you it still exists.
But the more the tickle begins to itch
the more it grows in length and width
and it hurts.
it cripples part of you that once was whole
and you thought you had that part
under control
but lately it seems this...