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  • OLD FRIEND

    by PAULA

    Dropped everything
    for you
    once again. Just like
    you never left.

    Big brown eyes, strong arms,
    consuming me in a way
    much less than what I’m used to.
    Breath stopped, hitched, caught.

    Caught up in the way you
    looked at me, in a way much
    different than what I’m used to.
    Swear I thought I’d never
    see you again, but here I am.

    5 years gone, and I miss
    my best friend, miss having
    long talks all night.

    Miss you holding me when I
    drop tears like bombs, like time-
    bombs sensitive to the advancement
    of my life, unattached to you.

    you tossed me like a grenade
    and swallowed the key
    like I had to swallow my dreams
    of us.

    Because people grow up,
    grow apart, grow used to
    separate lives.

    And now I’m alone grinning
    and bearing it, alone without you,
    in a way much less than
    what I’m used to.

  • LOVE SCREWS

    by EMILY

    Today is not a
    good day to be alive,
    but then again,
    neither was yesterday.
    Sometimes I’m
    so consumed with
    thigh thought,
    I can’t control what I
    do or say.
    Nothing makes sense
    anymore & I
    don’t know, maybe
    that’s good,
    but I’ve started to lose
    my grip on reality, &
    things aren’t like
    they should be.
    I involuntarily reminisce
    on my permanent
    defaults.
    I absorb my surroundings
    & take
    in all my unwanted results
    my mind’s banged up,
    causing a few loose screws
    but its been so long that
    it’s all old news.
    And it’s fine
    by me, I’ve learned to
    accept what I
    have to.
    I guess in this life
    there’s just certain
    things we just do.

     

  • NIGHTMARES COMING TRUE

    by JAMMONICA

    I have a fear of dragons
    and monsters under my bed.
    At night I hear noises whispering
    from my head. And roaring noises
    with a cat. The whispers in my
    head get worst and worser everyday.
    They get louder and louder—they
    become real. The monsters become
    real and alive. The whispers become
    louder and all at once the bad things
    actually happen. My house becomes haunted
    and my dad grows insane. He keeps
    talking about how we’re all going
    to die soon. Everything that
    I didn’t want to happen, and
    all hell breaks lose.

  • STING

    by DONTASIA

    I remember when me and my
    grandmother were sitting on
    the porch just chilling.
    ten mins later I got stung by a
    bee. it hurt so bad I was
    crying and telling my
    grandma to “get the bee out!”
    she told me to hold up while
    she went upstairs. When she was
    upstairs I started singing
    a lyric from the song
    “all in my head” to keep my mind
    off the sting in my arm.
    grandma came down the stairs
    with a cigarette and did
    what she had to do. I felt so much
    better and kept singing to myself
    “all in my head, it’s all in my head.”

  • TORMENT

    by JONATHAN

    torment is guilt whispering through your ears
    torment is pain flowing through your body
    every step you take
    torment is the inner sadness
    you keep inside waiting to come out
    torment is the thought of no matter
    what you do it will never be enough

    but between you and me torment
    is just a thought in your head