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Lovely444
Lovely444
22/F I come here to vent… so trigger warning.
… and I can’t help but wonder how freeing it felt to fly.
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Feb 23, 2025
Feb 23, 2025 at 6:58 PM UTC
My cousin jumped off a building
Your skin is the color of bark on trees that have been here through every hurricane. Your skin is the color of soil that brings life and replenishes the earth. Brown is soft, silky, and sophisticated.  Your skin is comfort and reliability.  They said your skin was the color of dirt as an insult…  But they didn't know that brown was the color of mountains that stood tall no matter how many people stepped on them.  Your brown skin is strength, beauty, and acceptance.  Your brown skin is beautiful.
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Aug 15, 2023
Aug 15, 2023 at 9:22 PM UTC
Brown
how do I look at pictures of us and be okay with you just being a memory...
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Jul 6, 2023
Jul 6, 2023 at 10:04 PM UTC
Memories
I know it's getting bad when the four walls and popcorn ceiling of my room are the highlights of my day. I know it's getting bad when spontaneous trips to the beach become intentional trips to the bathroom. I know it's getting bad when jeans turn into week old sweatpants and blouses turn into t shirts I dug out the ***** clothes bin. I know it's getting bad when I force myself out of bed five minutes before I have to make it to class and I don't have the energy to brush my teeth. I know it's getting bad when the blue light from my phone is brighter than the loving light from my family. I know it's getting bad... but I don't know how to make it okay again.
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Mar 16, 2023
Mar 16, 2023 at 11:30 PM UTC
Cycles
When he called himself a bottomless pit I should have listened. He stole my flame and spit out me out like I was nothing more than gunk stuck between his teeth.
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Mar 5, 2023
Mar 5, 2023 at 9:42 PM UTC
bottomless pit
To me our light was brighter than the sun. To him our light was a flame lit by a match. To me our light was limitless. To him our light was ephemeral.
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Mar 5, 2023
Mar 5, 2023 at 9:33 PM UTC
Our Love
there are millions of stars the sky . . . but the One still catches my eye every night
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Feb 18, 2023
Feb 18, 2023 at 10:25 PM UTC
him
I have a love-hate relationship with my scars. I love them because they show how far I've come, they show that I am stronger now than I was then. I hate them because they are a constant reminder of when I was ar my worse. Sometimes I see them and I want to reopen them but I quickly push that thought away from my minds eye. I won't end up down that hole again I worked too hard to get where I am today.
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Sep 30, 2022
Sep 30, 2022 at 11:38 PM UTC
Love-Hate Relationships
You don't have to be skinny to love yourself. You are beautiful. You are enough. You don't have to be skinny to love yourself. You are beautiful. You are enough. You don't have to be skinny to love yourself. You are beautiful. You are enough. You don't have to be skinny to love yourself. You are beautiful. You are enough. You don't have to be skinny to love yourself. You are beautiful. You are enough.
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Sep 27, 2022
Sep 27, 2022 at 6:04 AM UTC
Mirror Mirror
I want so badly not to miss you. I want to be able to delete photos of you without hesitation. I want to not think of how you're doing or what you're doing or if you've eaten today. I want to be able to forget you the way you forgot me.
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Jul 18, 2022
Jul 18, 2022 at 8:50 PM UTC
cant let go