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Blind_sighted
Blind_sighted
18/M/The world of adults. "Can I be seen? / Can I be loved? / Can I be held dear? / In this world of hatred, rage, and fear / Can I be needed? / Can I be turned to? / Can I be accepted? / Adulthood is scary."
I wish I could be happy Standing with a smile on my face Partner's arm around my waist But that's just not the case I wish I could be happy In the present with the future on it's way But I still cried looking back on the past today I wish I could be happy I promise that I try But when my heart breaks I find it hard to lie About who I truly am inside I wish I could be happy And not falling apart But even now I still Have a broken heart
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4d ago
May 29, 2026 at 11:37 PM UTC
I wish I could be happy
For a poet, When it comes to you I seem to lose All ability to write eloquently You leave me heart eyed Tongue tied A cheeseball disaster With my head in outer space Dreaming about a day we'll live Side by side, your hand in mine Out of bad situations Knowing all really WILL be fine A life of safety Of happiness Of whatever comes after all of this Though, when I try to say this to your face Or even over a simple text I become all heart eyes Tongue tied A cheeseball disaster But I'd rather be cheesy than see that smile leave your face I'd rather be tongue tied and by your side Than wondering what we could've become So, for a poet, I suppose I am well enough off For now instead of darkness, I can write of love
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May 18
May 18, 2026 at 12:31 AM UTC
I can write of love
My bones Breaking under my skin My skin Stretching too thin My muscles Bunching Pulling Stretching Wearing out I am without Any reason To explain my body's weakness Sitting here with my... My bones Breaking under my skin My skin Stretching too thin My muscles Bunching Pulling Stretching Wearing out Tell me doctor who says I'm fine Why do I hurt all the time Tell me doctor who says I'm fine What's wrong with this body of mine Why are... My bones Breaking under my skin My skin Stretching too thin My muscles Bunching Pulling Stretching Wearing out And now my breath grows thin I could blow away in a gust of wind With my Bones breaking Skin stretching Muscles wearing out Vision blurring Hearing faling Circulation falling Heart racing Falling apart Its all in my head Its all in my heart That's what they say As my blood runs cold As my bones start to fold As my life falls to an end As it all starts again My bones Breaking under my skin My skin Stretching too thin My muscles Bunching Pulling Stretching Wearing out And I'm still Without reason
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May 8
May 8, 2026 at 11:58 AM UTC
Without reason
Broke all my rules The moment I saw you Spoke of my love Without a thought Had dreams that would Carry you with me A future we can see How long will this last? How happy will we be? You already said You could marry me Had our first date Planned a second Only days apart Could never forget it We could tie the knot Could be forever I see a place in my future Waiting in the shape of you You want what I want Your promises ring true Cant believe I could've met Someone like you
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May 8
May 8, 2026 at 11:42 AM UTC
Someone like you
As we've all heard at least once in a day Told to us in many rhymes in many ways Roses are red, violets are blue I look to my future and I see you Your eyes show me a new sky Your voice brings air to my lungs Your kindness is sweeter than any candy I wish to surround you with all my love Id like to see you before I sleep I imagine you before I wake And for you, id do whatever it may take I would write you a love song Possibly sing it off key I would show you a garden Just to keep your warmth with me I would make me your home If that is what you like I could see a forever, me with you For life
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May 7
May 7, 2026 at 1:52 PM UTC
For Compass
Sometimes I'm tired of the voices in my head Sitting up not knowing who I am in my own bed Sometimes I'm tired of the voices in my head Blanks in memory, texts I'd never send Sometimes I'm tired of the voices in my head Fighting over sentences I never said Sometimes I'm tired of the voices in my head Wake up in pain, limbs made of lead Sometimes I'm tired of the voices in my head Heart beating out of my chest Cant get any rest Feeling trapped beneath my breast Sometimes I'm tired of the voices in my head Soul put to the test I feel like a guest in my own skin Sometimes I'm tired Tired of the voices In my head
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May 4
May 4, 2026 at 1:41 PM UTC
In my head
I have callouses on hands that's used to be soft Tanned in places that used to be pale Muscles forming in a body that used to be frail Polish on nails I used to tear Soft phrases in a mouth that likes to swear Staring at a wall like there's someone there Remembering back when I thought life was fair My life keeps changing as I ascend the stairs Moving on in life all on my own Skeletons in my closet Hiding in my home Sometimes I feel Alone
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May 1
May 1, 2026 at 12:31 AM UTC
Alone
Anxiety, anxiety Monsters in my closet They're finding me Please hide me Anxiety, anxiety Skin under my nails Red marks, pale flesh Trying to run But there's nothing left No wind in my sails Not on any pills Driven by my Anxiety, anxiety
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May 1
May 1, 2026 at 12:24 AM UTC
Anxiety
Perfect Thats right I remember Someone called me perfect With their hand in my hair I know they used to care Perfect Someone called me perfect I remember I was there It happened I swear Perfect They called me perfect And said to never change But that was in March And in April, they left Perfect They called me perfect Before they fled Before they left me on read Before I lost the one person who... Made me human Made me happy Made me feel Perfect
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Apr 30
Apr 30, 2026 at 9:52 PM UTC
Perfect
Always live to your fullest Tomorrow you may die Always smile Never cry Always wonder Never ask why Keep your head in the clouds But refuse to fly Laugh, dont sigh If the truth hurts Just lie Look up at the sky So many questions unasked So many assignments left untasked Heaven's understaffed Won't last
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Apr 24
Apr 24, 2026 at 11:59 AM UTC
Always live your fullest