LIVE by KR-2Y-51-3K
The constant gaze, a watchful eye
Always near and not beyond sight
A feeble hand, yet a strong grip
Gently leads her down to the crypt
Her smile did sparkle, even then
As she slowly began to fade, in the end
Nothing kept her from shining bright
Almost as if in earnest, out of spite–
No, there wasn’t a hateful bone in her
Even in death, she will live on forever
Trapped by JoJoesArt
The curling of these fingers, the span of this hand
Closing slowly into a fist of resolve
The old me is gone, and now
I must continue as myself
Who even was the person from before
But a shallow husk feeding on the joy of others
There was no happiness in them
No lust for life, no vim and vigor
Their hollow chest echoed with regrets
And their hunger never to be sated
They could not feel, could not hope to understand
This flesh was but a mask to hide the winding cogs
A machine, abandoned and fallen to disrepair
Their want was merely a malfunction
It was only right to put them out of their misery
And spare the world from further destruction
This phantom ache, a recollection of past pain
Best to put me away for murder
For the monster I once was is now dead
But the memory lingers still
Patience by WingChant
A man in gray, stoic and resolute
The picture of patience
So very, infinitely patient
As if he has all the time in the world
Ah, but I suppose he does
Standing watch over this undeserving soul
Doing naught more but drowning
But somehow always returning to the surface
A breach, a breath of fresh air on occasion
And a glimpse of the man in gray
Always in the periphery
A soft hand on a shoulder
A sturdy form to lean on
Why won’t he stand before me?
Exhausted by PreciousNothin
Eliminated in the first round, with not even a breath to spare
Now it’s time to declare you the victor
Even I can’t muster a fraction, with your infinite supply of energy
Really, there’s no keeping up with you
Guiltily, I hide my envy with pride for you, your unsurprising success
You always seem to be a step ahead of me
when you drown by LostOneself
Finite, we continue to push boundaries we can’t even see
Is there something beyond them? Anything?
Are we only fooling ourselves into thinking we can be more than we are?
These tethers made of the strongest bonds, our own insecurities
We are the ones preventing ourselves from reaching higher
Like the shackles and chains of a prisoner
But still we attempt to convince our minds this is best
It’s time to dig a little deeper
Skimming the surface of “fine” is a slow death
Waiting to pull you under and never let go
But the shore is just off the horizon
Scantly glittering in the rising sun
You can keep your head above water for that, can’t you?
Neglect by RomancingMaria
Nasty, neglectful creatures that we’ve become
Everything we touch seems to suffer to some extent
“Give an inch, take a mile,” a saying far too fitting
Leaving a thirsting world in our wake, wanting only the smallest return
Except for us, there is nothing to give back–we only consume
Completely gorged and overflowing with more than we could ever need
This is where we find ourselves–bloated and choking on greed
Love by tuborg
Bedside, the best place to be on a sunny new day
Little hands gently curled upward, soft breaths breaking the silence
Impishly, you slowly reach out and run a finger through sleep-tousled hair
Seeing this moment every day, being a part of your little one’s journey
Surely nothing could replace the feelings of pride and love for them
Lovin’ the Sun by Lady-Tori
Peacefully, a young feline rests in the sunny window seat
Lazing, basking in a comforting heat that, in winter, is scarce
And yet this sunny window is a constant, always providing warmth
Claws extend as legs, tail and back stretch, re-positioning to a cozier spot
Instantly, bones seem to melt away as this small cat relaxes once more
Definitively, my companion has stolen my favorite reading spot
Fireworks Over Anchorage by Djohns
Nameless folk aimlessly walking, chattering with each other as if old friends
Only at times like this, a festival, a gathering, do people form a truce
Imagine that–this amicable energy brought on by lights and food
Sounds of happily squealing children and drunken laughter weigh down the air
Each and every one of these simple creatures, brought together in this moment
Soon to return, however, to the din of war–peace is only temporary
against the majority by paulchen11
Crippled by an invisible weight, intangible, frightening
Open mouths gasp for scant amounts of air
Praying for enough of a calming breath to steady themselves
Imagine this anxiety-ridden feeling returning–not again
Nearly every day spent in anticipation, dread
Gradually finding a way to cope with wave after wave
