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Harle8C
19/F/SC Brittle - although known to be hard, it is still liable to be easily broken. / / I compare myself to being brittle at times. People assume that I'm a tough person. They don't know how easy I can break with just one harmful touch.
How delicate can my heart be? It’s my emerald, My stone of mercy. My love and my compassion. But I only see the sinful side of me.
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Jul 2, 2020
Jul 2, 2020 at 1:39 PM UTC
My Emerald
I’m drowning in my own reflection. I stare into the crack between my heart that beats for my shattered wings.
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Feb 6, 2020
Feb 6, 2020 at 1:46 PM UTC
Drowning in Sorrow
I feel her, Pulling me away. I have no conscience, For I am the wave And she is the wind. Crashing and swaying, Though a treacherous journey. Imprisoned by her thoughts, I'm left in agony. My sanity is brittled, With chained emotions. Follow me, In this never ending journey.
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Jan 16, 2019
Jan 16, 2019 at 1:03 PM UTC
I am a Vessel.
Bury the old me. For the light is too far, I cannot reach. I have no strength in me. Darkness grows, I feel so alone. Bury my sins, And I shall be free.
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Jan 16, 2019
Jan 16, 2019 at 12:13 PM UTC
My Funeral.
Liar. Untrustworthy. Phony. I hate these words. But that's what you are. Why do I feel this way? Maybe you should stop treating me like I'm a piece of jewelry. You don't understand? That's ok. Just know the more you're playing fake, karma is a ***** I too was just like you. Always wanting to be a follower. But now that I see, this is only to hurt people and to comfort me. You still don't get the picture? Again, that's fine. Just don't start expecting me to reply. You still not getting this? You know what, nevermind. Clearly you have no time to actually pay attention to one of my cries. You hurt me, I forgive you. You lie to me, I despise you. But not as much as I despise myself for letting you.
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Jan 11, 2019
Jan 11, 2019 at 7:29 AM UTC
Fake.
To be a quitter is to easily give up, hoping for someone to come save me. To be a follower is to not know what is my purpose in life, so being behind others was comforting. To be afraid is to be too scared to fight for my own battles or to fight for others. To be my own person is to understand that I wasn’t born perfect. My whole life is a journey. It’s up to me to have enough courage to continue on to face my next challenge.
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Jan 8, 2019
Jan 8, 2019 at 10:39 PM UTC
Journey.
"To fit in" used to be the definition of comfortable to me. "To fit in" meant that people won't judge you. "To fit in" means being accepted. Why not blend in with the crowd? Following the rules is relaxation to the mind. Your choices are already made for you. But yet I had to find myself in order to be happy. I had to stop living up to people's expectations. I had to stop being something I'm not. I had to be Creative. Original. Courageous. I have to be Different for the sake of my Happiness.
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Jan 4, 2019
Jan 4, 2019 at 7:46 AM UTC
Comfortable.
I wish I could have that. I wish I could have his kiss. I wish I could ignore what the world judge against my actions. To allow him to be comfortable with me and for me to do the same. To hold him like my life depends on him. To cherish his love for me. I wish I could be that girl. I wish that I wasn’t weak. Wish that I could be taller. Confident. Smarter. Beautiful. I wish I was told I was beautiful. Not by mom. Not by female friends. By a boy. A boy who interests me. A boy who is a gentleman. A boy. Period. I wish it would be that easy. I wish destiny was true. I wish love at first sight exist. I wish for true love. I wish. And I long. For a possibility that is unreal.
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Jan 3, 2019
Jan 3, 2019 at 8:50 PM UTC
Possibility.