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Hood13
Hood13
23/F Christian//Lesbian
She is beauty, Yet she will never see it She is strength, Yet she will never feel it She is everything to me, Yet she will never understand it So I will tell her every **** day how precious she is and maybe in time she will see it, feel it, understand it and never forget it.
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Sep 4, 2018
Sep 4, 2018 at 1:53 AM UTC
Things she will never see
If I cut deep enough, will the pain pour out of me like the rain, Cleanse my soul and make me new? If I cut deep enough will the flowers start to grow? If I cut deeper than their words Maybe today will be the day And if today is the day, I ask one question Did I cut deep enough?
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Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 5:55 PM UTC
One Question
Am I allowed to look at you like this... Cause when you looked me in the eye I didn't know it would be such a crime Because mum always warned me about the bad guy but never the girl with the cute smile... Though when I look at you, it all disappears The thoughts turn to harmless words faces erased And bad dreams are gone for good And I sit and wonder am I allowed to look at you But then I remember I don't care
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Jun 16, 2017
Jun 16, 2017 at 9:29 PM UTC
Am I allowed to look at her?
A touch here, a touch there The sudden fear to then appear; memories, I wish would disappear Silent walls, silent screams Slowly turned to violent dreams I can feel them rising up my chest I can hear the words i never said...
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Jun 5, 2017
Jun 5, 2017 at 4:51 PM UTC
Untitled
i can feel it, in the pit of my stomach the memories, they’re back the thoughts come rushing in and i can’t stop The sickness crouches up my throat, his hands on me, his breath on me it wont stop. He wont stop Smile, it’s okay. you’re safe here, you’re at home he only lives 3 bedrooms away, it’s fine it’s not like his touch is everywhere. it’s not like he consumes my every thought You’re safe now, he reaches out his hand i stare at his hand, i know what it’s touched, i stand there waiting for his gaze to trail it never does, he moves closer; i step back My skin, is no longer skin it’s glass and who knew all it took was one touch to break me i’m gone.
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Jun 4, 2017
Jun 4, 2017 at 8:00 PM UTC
One Touch