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Is it the enemy, or our ally? It gives us so much, but then takes it all away at the end.
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Jan 5, 2018
Jan 5, 2018 at 10:24 AM UTC
Time
I have given up on trying To make myself perfect. To make myself someone I'm not. It takes too much strength, And I am so weak. Do you remember the days When no one cared? We were so young then. So innocent. We believed that we could have anything. What I would give to feel free again. But now we have sins drawn on our backs, And words of failure written on our scarred hands, And our memories tattooed in our souls, Reminding us of our limits.
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Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 9:37 PM UTC
Tattooed Soul
With every word I sing, I think of you. Do you know what you mean to me? All the things I would do for you, You wouldn't believe it, And maybe I would do too much. I haven't known you for long. But I know that there is something about you That understands me, and you may not realize how rare that is. Just don't go away. Please, I need you here. With me.
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Dec 9, 2017
Dec 9, 2017 at 8:16 PM UTC
My Song
I have seen your smile hundreds of times, Somehow I always know how to make you laugh. You have seen my smile also, But have you seen the real me? The one whose eyes are sunken in her head her brain is foggy, and her skin is old and brittle. The one that is in a hole that she has climbed many times, Only to slip back in again. You think you know her, but you don't. And you probably never will. But if you do get to know her, be gentle. her heart is fragile, and she cannot think straight. If you get to know her, Hold on tight, So you she doesn't slip away.
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Dec 7, 2017
Dec 7, 2017 at 5:47 PM UTC
Her/She/Me
Dear Me of the Past, Life is going to be rough. You are going to go through things that may not seem possible now, But stay strong. Find people that know you and love you for who you are. Stay true to you, And find your passions. Love yourself, And even in the darkest times, Don't give up. Because the good times Are what make life Worth living.
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Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 9:49 PM UTC
Letter to a Younger Me
Everytime I see you, A spark flies. And as much as I try to dampen my emotions, They always get out of hand. I know how this works. Who hasn't been through it? I know that you will hurt me, without even knowing it, and that I will shatter under the truth. I know that I will have bruises over my heart, and desire in my veins. But soon I will realize that there is someone better, And I will soar, Only to get shot down again.
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Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 7:16 PM UTC
Shattering Hearts
Everytime, I am happy you turn it into something bad. As if I am the reason, for the crimes you have caused. Have you ever thought that you could actually trust me to do the right thing? Well, you should try it sometime. Maybe I’m not as bad As I seem.
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Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 5:33 PM UTC
Loyalty
I cannot wait to see you, You are what keeps me going. We are the exact opposites, But yet we always find something to talk about. You are smarter than me, I am faster than you. But we both laugh at the same jokes. I can tell what you are thinking, And you always know when I am sad, Or scared, Or downright depressed. I love you in a way that only people with a true best friend understand. And nothing can stop me from being there for you.
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Dec 5, 2017
Dec 5, 2017 at 9:29 PM UTC
My Best Friend
Often people compare life to a roller coaster, It will have ups and downs, but it will always end in a good place. I compare life to a drawing. You can make it as colorful, And intriguing, As you want. But at the end, You may not be satisfied, Because you didn't have time To add a little detail. Or you didn't remember To erase the pencil lines. And when it's done, And you look it over, You will cry. Because there is so much more that you could have done, But didn't.
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Dec 4, 2017
Dec 4, 2017 at 9:45 PM UTC
Drawings of Life
I need your help more than ever, God. I'm drowning. I am not myself anymore. I look as though I am fine. People probably think I am the happiest person they know. But not you, God. You can see through me, and see all of my scars. "Battle wounds" my outside self says, But they are really just broken parts of me That can't be fixed. I am counting on you, God. I know you cannot fix everything. But please, just grant me that one thing, To keep me holding on.
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Dec 2, 2017
Dec 2, 2017 at 11:45 AM UTC
My Prayer