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MrsAnybody
MrsAnybody
16/F/safe space show interest in my art before I am dead ✌🏼 / visit my instagram: @_mrs.anybody_ for paintings along my poems :)
dear diary, I can't remember the last time I thought of him and yet; today I dreamt of him
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Dec 1, 2020
Dec 1, 2020 at 11:20 AM UTC
dear diary XI.
i would give him the moon and the stars, even the sun too i would move the mountains away and the sea closer i would **** the ones who hurt him and revive the ones he lost i would change the order of the alphabet and color my world black and white i would give him everything, if he would just give us a chance
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Nov 24, 2020
Nov 24, 2020 at 3:29 PM UTC
everything
“everyone gets forgotten eventually. there is nothing we can do to prevent that.” I know she’s right. but I am still scared of oblivion
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Nov 22, 2020
Nov 22, 2020 at 2:31 PM UTC
oblivion
dear diary, today I curse the universe for making the kindest people suffer the most
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Nov 20, 2020
Nov 20, 2020 at 5:19 PM UTC
dear diary X.
are monsters born? or are monsters made?
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Nov 18, 2020
Nov 18, 2020 at 1:13 PM UTC
monsters
if I'd lose everything if I had nothing to give; I would still ask for your help
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Nov 17, 2020
Nov 17, 2020 at 4:58 PM UTC
a little bit confused ~122
Isn’t it crazy how many stars don’t exist anymore yet their light still shines upon us? I would like to be like a star; I want my good impact to be remembered, to be seen a hundred years From now I want to make the world a better place
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Nov 15, 2020
Nov 15, 2020 at 4:48 PM UTC
like a star
dear diary, why can't the world stand still for just one ******* minute?
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Nov 14, 2020
Nov 14, 2020 at 5:52 AM UTC
dear diary IX.
i like seeing you happy i really do; it makes you even more beautiful but i wish it was me instead of him who is the reason of your happiness
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Nov 11, 2020
Nov 11, 2020 at 3:43 PM UTC
a little bit confused ~ 121
Tic toc it’s half past eleven I had a dream and thought; I am in heaven. Tic toc heaven turned into hell am I still dreaming? I can’t tell Tic toc it’s an hour past midnight I am wide awake and wrapped in by the night Tic toc on the clock blinks a fat two I have only one thing on my mind; and that is you Tic toc now it’s already three a devil on my shoulder tells me to overthink and I agree Tic toc it’s nearly four I am still not tired and think some more Tic toc now the clock shows five and god, how grateful I am to be alive Tic toc my windows let through, the light of dawn but my eyes close and show me darkness, to which I am drawn Tic toc my alarm rings an hour later I am exhausted because insomnia struck again, this traitor
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Nov 10, 2020
Nov 10, 2020 at 10:00 AM UTC
night hours