Submissions by moony_
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Lots of things don’t make sense. I’m things :)
Decimated Bones
Skeleton like
With a soul so big
It is pushing my insides out
My kidneys popping out of my shins
Lungs vacuum sealed around my trachea
I cannot speak
Let alone breathe
Yet my heart still beats
Squeezed between my shoulder blades
A constant resuscitation
I never asked for
But am forced to
With a soul so big
It is pushing my insides out
My kidneys popping out of my shins
Lungs vacuum sealed around my trachea
I cannot speak
Let alone breathe
Yet my heart still beats
Squeezed between my shoulder blades
A constant resuscitation
I never asked for
But am forced to
#food
#illness
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Dearest
Oh God,
I am so grateful
To wake up with the sun
And put away still soapy dishes
Burn my tongue on
Too sweet coffee
Watch birds fly to the cover of the trees
As the rain lightly falls
To turn the heater up to 70
And to feel both warmth and cold
My God, how grateful I am to be alive
I am so grateful
To wake up with the sun
And put away still soapy dishes
Burn my tongue on
Too sweet coffee
Watch birds fly to the cover of the trees
As the rain lightly falls
To turn the heater up to 70
And to feel both warmth and cold
My God, how grateful I am to be alive
#faith
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Abstract
I crave
A level of intimacy
That I have never met or seen
I crave something that extends beyond
The touches from friends and family
I crave it so badly, yet it is so far out of reach
A level of intimacy
That I have never met or seen
I crave something that extends beyond
The touches from friends and family
I crave it so badly, yet it is so far out of reach
#romantic
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Waste Not, Want Not
Ripping out my lungs and a kidney
Until you tell me you don’t need it
But it is too late
Because I am writhing on the ground
In a puddle of my blood and tears
Wondering why
I gave things I needed
To someone
Who already had them
Until you tell me you don’t need it
But it is too late
Because I am writhing on the ground
In a puddle of my blood and tears
Wondering why
I gave things I needed
To someone
Who already had them
#emotions
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Glass of Water
Water fountain
Spitting out hot water
Third degree burns
Cover my arm
How long have I had these wounds?
Was the water always this hot?
Spitting out hot water
Third degree burns
Cover my arm
How long have I had these wounds?
Was the water always this hot?
#emotions
#PTSD
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A Scarecrow
Yes
I am fragile
And I tend to break
But I know how
To hold up against
The words
Especially if I need to hear them.
I won’t break from honesty
I’ve learned how to stand with it
I am fragile
And I tend to break
But I know how
To hold up against
The words
Especially if I need to hear them.
I won’t break from honesty
I’ve learned how to stand with it
#regret
#shame
#strength
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Ribs
Stain me with your blood
And the iron within
I won’t mind
If you bleed on me
I will wrap you up
With my wrinkled nirvana t-shirt
And hold you close
So close
Because you are everything
I would shed my own skin
If it would keep you with me longer
And the iron within
I won’t mind
If you bleed on me
I will wrap you up
With my wrinkled nirvana t-shirt
And hold you close
So close
Because you are everything
I would shed my own skin
If it would keep you with me longer
#friendship
#support
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Grief For A Living Being
I wish
Someone would just knock me out
I can’t stop thinking
I want to stop thinking
Please
Get rid of it all.
Someone would just knock me out
I can’t stop thinking
I want to stop thinking
Please
Get rid of it all.
#grief
#sadness
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The Burden Of Goodbye
The soft whisper of the end pulses beneath our skin.
Longing for the befores and afters,
loud silence clouding our minds.
Within each breath we take the smell of necrosis leaks from our smiles,
The rot within the moment we choose to keep in the box beneath our beds.
Unsettlement snaking its way through our veins,
Between the crevices of our soft and moldable lips,
Not knowing how to leave without leaving.
The gap between us is made of pauses and promises,
The cavern of soft dirt stretches the miles tight and draws the...
Longing for the befores and afters,
loud silence clouding our minds.
Within each breath we take the smell of necrosis leaks from our smiles,
The rot within the moment we choose to keep in the box beneath our beds.
Unsettlement snaking its way through our veins,
Between the crevices of our soft and moldable lips,
Not knowing how to leave without leaving.
The gap between us is made of pauses and promises,
The cavern of soft dirt stretches the miles tight and draws the...
#emotions
#friendship
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Me (In Terms Of You)
A held hand
Holding shards
Of bloody, broken glass
Soft and welcoming
Covered in cuts and wounds
Scar tissue build up
Not longing for stitches
Because the wounds
Are what make you feel
Holding shards
Of bloody, broken glass
Soft and welcoming
Covered in cuts and wounds
Scar tissue build up
Not longing for stitches
Because the wounds
Are what make you feel
#emotions
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Close To The Sun
You are helping me learn
How to be healthy
How to have a healthy
And whole
Relationship
And I thank you for that
Thank you for teaching me
What it means
To be safe
To be whole
To be healthy
How to be healthy
How to have a healthy
And whole
Relationship
And I thank you for that
Thank you for teaching me
What it means
To be safe
To be whole
To be healthy
#BestFriend
#gratitude
#love
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Buzzed
I don’t need alcohol to get drunk
I get drunk off of laughter
And loud singing smiles
I get drunk off of happiness
And I am addicted to it
Or maybe I am just ad to life
God, I want to live.
I get drunk off of laughter
And loud singing smiles
I get drunk off of happiness
And I am addicted to it
Or maybe I am just ad to life
God, I want to live.
#happiness
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