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josh wilbanks Aug 2016
A drip dropped down my window today.
 I dabbled in doubling the distance.
  The yesterday of tomarrows before,
    Left me stranded in the way.
It doesnt make sense. Yet it feels right.
josh wilbanks Aug 2016
I know.
It takes more than a minute to burn down a forest.

What about a sappling?
I know, my story about hailie is insane. Honestly, i live in insanity.
josh wilbanks Aug 2016
We were in the cell
Coated in shades of orange
I was afraid of her
She was entertained by me

We were in a park
Together, planting flowers
I was entertaining
She was entertained

We were just realesed
Laying in that familiar place
I was madly in love
She wished she could say the same

I was in a cell
Coated in shades of grey
I was madly in love
She had ran away
7th grade, i met her in suspension. I was a shy kid, she was a popular girl. Decorating a christmas tree in the office, she found a liking to me. I was a funny kid, she liked to laugh. On the feild we used for fun, she became my girl. A week later, she broke my heart. We became bestfriends for years. Until she moved. And we grew apart. I don't know why, but i still look for her in everyone. She was my bestfriend, my true love, and my only real passion. She was my *******. This is my withdraw.
josh wilbanks Aug 2016
It's dark, even though all the lights are on.
I never thought i would end up in this room again.
Trapped, by my own **** self.

I was told to quit drinking, quit the robo.
So they gave me differant, "okay" drugs.
I'd rather be high or wasted.

Why wander aimlessly through this maze?
Whats the point of drawing inside the lines?
Nothing matters when it's over.

Just an other puzzle takes it's place.
josh wilbanks Jul 2016
She
She was a cloud in the sky.
Drifting, changing,
Becoming and going where ever she wanted.
He was a field of flowers.
Bright, happy,
Giving warmth and happyness to whoever crossed his path.

One day, the cloud and the medows met.
They gazed upon each other;
Traded secrets, traded beauty.
Then she left.
Drifted with the wind.
Found an other feild.
He stay'd.
Waited for her.
Missed her shade.
Was prepaird to even take her storm just to see the rainbow she would make for him.

And she drifted.
And he waited.
josh wilbanks Jun 2016
I've been told that a catapiller wrapped snuggly in it's cacoon like the bed-time burrito of my youth feels very simular to the feeling i give when i hug. I've been told that i squeez just right, with the warmth of a summer night. I've been told I hug like a lover seeing her soldier for the first time in years. The few people i hug ask me how i hug so well.
I don't.
I hug with the pain of yesterday.
I hug with the scars on my wrists and the blood on my legs.
I hug with the overdoses, the addictions, the emptyness, the abondonment.
When i hug, i send a message.
Something came to me and told me to write this one. Sorry it's ***, but i think it's better this way.
josh wilbanks Jun 2016
The smell of the night make the feelings come fast
Cup full of dels bring the memories back
Im chillin and trippin
Your touch i am missin
Up under these stars my soul found a new mission
Ive already submitted myself to submission
I text you i call you
You bring no response
What the **** happend?
Are memories lost?
Did you forget who brought you up off the falls?
Made you feel happy
And after it all
You said you"d love me till death due us part
Yet im still relapsing
While you party hard

You said together we'd conquer it all
You were the one that made me so strong
*******
I miss you
Back at it again
Caught in the feels that were all just pretend
Why can't you see that this is my end?
Without you i cant seem to find who i am
A lonely boy walking under these stars
Pretending that you still were
(Pause)
who you are (pause)

But you're not.
You're gone.
And i'm still motha ****** here.
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