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Today, I was a pharmacist and maybe more.

Someone passed through the entrance.

It was a plain, tattooed and doleful young female.

I could tell she lacked self-confidence from her unsteady way of shambling.

"Good morning, how may I help you?" I asked with my most concerned face.

"I'm not okay" she averred with downcast eyes and a wobbly voice. "It's my heart, the pain is unbearable" unable to control her breath, she halted. Tears did not stop flowing neither did she stop wiping them off her jaws.

"We've spent three happy years together but today, today she left me for another girl" she burst into tears and fell on the floor. My colleague gave her a pitying glance and continued his work.

I met her down where she was now sitting and took her trembling hands in mine.

This time, her brooding and pleading eyes meets mine. "I need something to get me rid of this ache, anything"

Her puffy face allowed me to think she has been in such state for a long while.

"I'm sorry beautiful, I wish I could help you but we don't have anything for broken hearts" I replied empathically.

"Maybe sleeping pills? At least to run away from reality"

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Written by MediocreWords
Today, I was a pharmacist and maybe more.
Someone passed through the entrance.
It was a plain, tattooed and doleful young female.
I could tell she lacked self-confidence from her unsteady way of shambling.
"Good morning, how may I help you?" I asked with my most concerned face.
"I'm not okay" she averred with downcast eyes and a wobbly voice. "It's my heart, the pain is unbearable" unable to control her breath, she halted. Tears did not stop flowing neither did she stop wiping them off her jaws.
"We've spent three happy years together but today, today she left me for another girl" she burst into tears and fell on the floor. My colleague gave her a pitying glance and continued his work.
I met her down where she was now sitting and took her trembling hands in mine.
This time, her brooding and pleading eyes meets mine. "I need something to get me rid of this ache, anything"
Her puffy face allowed me to think she has been in such state for a long while.
"I'm sorry beautiful, I wish I could help you but we don't have anything for broken hearts" I replied empathically.
"Maybe sleeping pills? At least to run away from reality"
#poetry  #words 
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Written by sandflea68 in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Inlaid Hearts

My words probe in the base of my skull

struggling to juggle like balls in the air

images on trampolines jumping into my head

living words bathing naked at river’s edge.

I gather my words in baskets of silence

scratching the surface of slick solitude

slipping into minds to draw out gems

scrambling words to make them flow

I brush words from shoulder length strands

curl the ideas around my searching fingers

grind my teeth, chomping on throbbing pain

following the miles of my etched phrases.

Words blush my skies in sublime murmurs

inlaid hearts and closed eye dances

moon crooning the corpse of raw words

I dread the day when words don’t matter.

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Written by sandflea68 in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Inlaid Hearts
My words probe in the base of my skull
struggling to juggle like balls in the air
images on trampolines jumping into my head
living words bathing naked at river’s edge.

I gather my words in baskets of silence
scratching the surface of slick solitude
slipping into minds to draw out gems
scrambling words to make them flow

I brush words from shoulder length strands
curl the ideas around my searching fingers
grind my teeth, chomping on throbbing pain
following the miles of my etched phrases.

Words blush my skies in sublime murmurs
inlaid hearts and closed eye dances
moon crooning the corpse of raw words
I dread the day when words don’t matter.
#poetry  #words 
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Written by WhiteRain

You

You made me weak 

with want 

but once it was filled

you made me run

so far I ran

till legs were nothing 

but broken stilts

what is this 

that I can't even 

accept the good that I'm given

the care that I've needed

the hugs of renewal

without screaming "LET GO OF ME."

and lashing till my fingers bleed 

they leave me 

and when I come to

I remember my longing 

and it leads me back 

to you

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Written by WhiteRain
You
You made me weak 
with want 
but once it was filled
you made me run
so far I ran
till legs were nothing 
but broken stilts
what is this 
that I can't even 
accept the good that I'm given
the care that I've needed
the hugs of renewal
without screaming "LET GO OF ME."
and lashing till my fingers bleed 
they leave me 
and when I come to
I remember my longing 
and it leads me back 
to you
#words  #whatislove  #brokentrust  #learningtobeopen 
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Written by fallingundone in portal Stream of Consciousness

is there even a ground beneath me anymore? the notes stretch before me, endless staffs of dancing notes and bleeding black ink. the keys spiral away and vanish, whiteblackwhitebl-ackwhitewhiteblackwhiteblackwhiteblackwhitewhiteblackwhiteblackwhitewhiteblackwhiteblackwhiteblackwhitewhiteblackwhiteblackwhitewhiteblackwhiteblackwhiteblackwhitewhiteblackwhiteblackwhitewhiteblackwhiteblackwhiteblackwhitewhite-

sound waves crash and pierce through my shattered eardrums like the ocean beating at the sun-warmed stone and crushing it slowly-

awaken again, trapped inside this room with its walls pressingsqueezingpressingshrinking in on me. nothing but pastels and monochrome and this bleeding red comforter, redredred like the blood that soaked into it last night, iron smelling like the rusted shackles around my wrists and ankles. 

gripping my head i hear nothing but screams echoing inside my empty head which is all too full of these circling lies these pale white ravens and this muffling snow-

an urgency i cannot understand fills me, a desire to runrunrun far away from these cold metal rooms and poisoned kisses and fly off the edge of a cliff- 

i stretch out my arms and touch the stars, psychedelic visions invading my eyelids and crashing me down to the dusty earth, dust of the ages sinking around me and weighing me downdowndown-

it will not end-

i do not know how to end this-

help me-

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Written by fallingundone in portal Stream of Consciousness
is there even a ground beneath me anymore? the notes stretch before me, endless staffs of dancing notes and bleeding black ink. the keys spiral away and vanish, whiteblackwhitebl-ackwhitewhiteblackwhiteblackwhiteblackwhitewhiteblackwhiteblackwhitewhiteblackwhiteblackwhiteblackwhitewhiteblackwhiteblackwhitewhiteblackwhiteblackwhiteblackwhitewhiteblackwhiteblackwhitewhiteblackwhiteblackwhiteblackwhitewhite-

sound waves crash and pierce through my shattered eardrums like the ocean beating at the sun-warmed stone and crushing it slowly-

awaken again, trapped inside this room with its walls pressingsqueezingpressingshrinking in on me. nothing but pastels and monochrome and this bleeding red comforter, redredred like the blood that soaked into it last night, iron smelling like the rusted shackles around my wrists and ankles. 

gripping my head i hear nothing but screams echoing inside my empty head which is all too full of these circling lies these pale white ravens and this muffling snow-

an urgency i cannot understand fills me, a desire to runrunrun far away from these cold metal rooms and poisoned kisses and fly off the edge of a cliff- 

i stretch out my arms and touch the stars, psychedelic visions invading my eyelids and crashing me down to the dusty earth, dust of the ages sinking around me and weighing me downdowndown-

it will not end-

i do not know how to end this-

help me-




#poetry  #words  #lost  #insanity 
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