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367 · Mar 2019
A Thousand Words
Arisa Mar 2019
A thousand words written
On this pretty little layout
Of a cute minimal website,
Made of numbers and lines of code,
Made of people whose poems are told
Because now they have a place to go.
Tribute to Hello Poetry. You opened a gift that I thought I never had.
360 · Mar 2019
*anxious tapping*
Arisa Mar 2019
i'm sorry that me nervously tapping on the table
annoys you
sara,
but like,
it's not as if i can just
not
have anxiety
or anything.
******* it sara
356 · Mar 2019
Friends.
Arisa Mar 2019
Be my friend and I will save your life.

Betray me once and I will spare it.

betray me twice and I will take it.

betray me thrice and
wow, carol,
did you really have to be a ***** today?
what is wrong with you.
We all have that one ***** tbh
355 · Apr 2019
Starry Night
Arisa Apr 2019
Starry night.
Little uneven polka dots -
Precious as pearls.

I fell in love with a star once.
But like the celestial marbles above,
He burned out before I could call him mine.

I make a wish on a dying star,
Knowing it'll never reach him.
341 · May 2019
Procrastination.
Arisa May 2019
one mind lost
two assessments due
three activities
four chores, a bore
five things to write
six calls a-missed
seven brain cells left
eight (myself I hate)
nine botched deadlines
ten angry men

and eleven disappointed people (including me)
332 · Mar 2019
Bus Stop
Arisa Mar 2019
I missed the bus seconds after the last passenger boarded.

Now I sit here alone,
Waiting for another vessel
To drag me to my destination.

The air is cold,
And my heart is still thumping away
Due to physical exertion to reach the thing I missed -
But like everything else,
My hopes,
My dreams,
They're too far to reach.

I don't know how to end this
But mention the tiny speckle of headlights
And the roar of the large vehicle in the distance.
So now I think:
'There's always another bus.'
One of my meh poems.
314 · May 2019
Spiralling
Arisa May 2019
Rosé
Tumbles down my throat
As I shove in M n' M's soon after.

I watch Gravity Falls in the meantime,
Wiping the teary mascara with a tissue -
And thinking:

"Wow. How did I get here?"
308 · Mar 2019
Glow of Spring
Arisa Mar 2019
The sweet scent of the air in spring makes me feel...


Disconnected.


Should I remember the flowers that bloomed?
Or past relationships that withered?

Perhaps my several trips to the seaside?
Or would I just drown in worries?

The comfortable combination of
Warm sunshine,
Cool breeze?
Or the painful sting of
Burning
Betrayal?

Though it is a new season, in a new year,
I can't help but feel aged with burden.
The glow of spring is but a mere facade to cover up
304 · Mar 2019
You. Me.
Arisa Mar 2019
You.
Open me with your thoughts, you.
Untie me of my burdens instead of bounding my hands.

Miracle worker.
Enter me. Never leave.
i don't even know
302 · Mar 2019
vulnerability
Arisa Mar 2019
my name is arisa
my ******* are bouncy,
and I think my ******* are too big
for their small size.

I have a birthmark under my eye
I think it's shaped like a rabbit
but the boys at school say it's
shaped like a fat *****.

I'm a little chubby around my hips
and because of that people think
I'm fat.
But I don't weigh that much at all.
54 kg.

I've had *** with a boy before
In the cold school gym -
after school, on a friday.
We both had cleaning duty.
I dropped my volleyball and bent over to pick it up.
He was watching.
He liked it.
So I kissed him
Since I didn't know any other boys who
watched
and who
liked
At the same time.
It was on the P.E. mats used for gymnastics and pole jumping.
No ******,
but he pulled out okay.
We never spoke at all after that.

I cut my own hair since my mother is an alcoholic
a caffeine addict
and cannot sleep at all.

I had an older brother
but he was stillborn.
He would've been 23 by now.
I bet he would've went to a good university.
And studied something tough, like physics or chemistry.

my name is arisa.
this is what I suffer,
this is what I make.
do with it as you wish.
I made myself vulnerable for people to know me better. Everyone labels me as the quiet, reserved, modest girl. I'd rather get that all out of the way.
289 · Apr 2019
Liquor
Arisa Apr 2019
Liquor was meant to fill the hole
You drilled into my heart.
Your absence is clear.

And you tore off the patch when you left,
Letting my mind guzzle empty.
So it doesn't even matter.

I can drink,
And drink,
And drink,

But I can never be full.
Not again.
Not after you.
I spiraled again.
285 · Mar 2019
"You're not depressed."
Arisa Mar 2019
You're not depressed.
You're just ******* yourself.
Take a day off,
Drink more water,
Works for me every time.
Better yet take a vacation.
Go to Bali for shopping spree,
The beach and the sun will do you good.
Change your diet, you lack iron, obviously.
Replace the word 'Anxious' with 'Excited'
- It will make you feel wholesome.
Take some yoga classes,
Buy yourself a cute puppy,
They increase endorphin levels.
Ice cream is cheaper than therapy! Eat some of that too.
There is also another cure - Jesus. Jesus loves you.
Cheer up, honey!
It's all in your head!
Don't let it affect you!
You're not depressed!
This is all t e m p o r a r y .
I hate people who talk like this to me.
283 · May 2019
anybody.
Arisa May 2019
is there anybody out there
anybody
any body.
who experiences the pain i feel right
here.
please talk to me
282 · Mar 2019
i wish i could fly
Arisa Mar 2019
I wish I could fly
And visit all of my friends
Before they are gone.
279 · Mar 2019
Wild Dreamer
Arisa Mar 2019
I need baby bars on my bed
To keep me from falling
On my head.

- Sincerely, I'm a wild dreamer.
I wake up in the morning on the floor. I need help.
279 · Mar 2019
marriage.
Arisa Mar 2019
this man,
and this woman.

this man,
and this man.

this woman,
and this woman.

this person,
and this person.

this love,
and this love.
we really have come far.
264 · May 2019
detached
Arisa May 2019
don't hold me so close
please, let me go.

i refuse to be owned
by you, by anyone

set this spirit free
before this girl goes home.
252 · May 2019
Hope.
Arisa May 2019
Hope.
With ugly, battering wings -
Fritters away its feathers in its cage.

It is the cage that encases my entrails.
It perches on my bones,
And its sweet tweets echo within

The nothing that is my body.
No, I won't be convinced by you today, little bird.
As if things will ever get any better.

Hope.
With its sharp, red beak.
Pecks away at me -

Until there's no lies to be said,
And no one to hear them.
No one at all.
Arisa Mar 2019
Fuyu for Winter,
Natsu for Summer.
I find no ***** to give,
So that's a huge ******.
I often find people come to me to talk about their feelings because I'm a 'Good Listener' - What they don't know is that I'm only a good listener because I have nothing to say. Because of this, I come off as cold and a tad mysterious.

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