Fathomless is the mind full of stories.
I'm an not an angry person But Anger and I are familial, Raised together in the same home Where we shared meals, And boiled in the silence together.
By Obsidian Wordsa day ago in Poets
I will not mourn you. Instead, I will hope For an open casket with Your pale visage on final display Inside the cardboard packaging
By Obsidian Words2 days ago in Poets
Here in this moment Heartbeat paused and baited breath All I know is you
By Obsidian Words6 days ago in Poets
Mosquito buzzing Stops whilst it gorges on blood Swelling with each sip
Fingers depress keys Syllables present themselves As they walk, I count
By Obsidian Words7 days ago in Poets
Love is the person who pulls up your sleeves When your elbow-deep in dishes And the soap is all over the place
I meet with the sun Its pale gaze chasing my skin Begging me to feel
By Obsidian Words2 months ago in Poets
Skin to skin embrace Warmth exchanged in tepid race Winter, we outpace.
A fight of frostbite And a wavering candle Who will burn longest?
Bury me, like the hatchet in my back and take my last shred of hope
By Obsidian Words4 months ago in Poets
the screaming persists seeking refuge in my ears in spite of my mouth
haunt me 'till I die where I'll join you in the end and we can begin
