Submissions by Usailey

A broom, a sewing machine and glue would do
My heart smashed against the floor
My eyes pregnant with tears
Seeking for the right spot in the puzzle
When visiting hours are over Reality comes knocking
The holes in my shoes tell the story of my soul

Deadly poison would do
Tongue dry as sand, head hot like a ticking bomb
Fingers trembling because it’s time for failure to hold the hands
Saliva on my hands, I swear I gave it my all
But I guess it wasn’t good enough to make the car jumpstart and move

A bucket of water would do
To clean the...

False dreams and cloudy paths
Stormy mornings and misty ways
Cheeks that absorb the salty water
Hands that touch and mark your daughter
Bag full of wishes, closets full of water
Closets that drown a young girl’s happiness and laughter

Prints on paper that determine her destiny
Shadows of Earth suck her felicity

The reflection represents the darkest feeling
The tied tongue represents the soul that’s needing
The wet pillow represents the heart bleeding
The poems represent the demon that’s feeding

Feeding on her fake laughter and...