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RebeccaSue
RebeccaSue
30/F/Winston-salem, nc
We all have dreams. Our personal nightmares take them away. Then we get used to it We dont dream at night anymore The darkness keeps us in fear We light candles. In rooms that remind us of all we used to have. Still holding, still waiting and then suffacating So fractured, reacting, till we pack up and hide away We lost faith No God, no reasons just not believing We had hope But the world somehow won over and stole it away. It's funny I inspired but now I'm left with nothing but tears My crying, my hopelessness and lost years. It gets better I say, and question that again We all have choices to make or to take Roads lead to demise or fate
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Jun 24, 2018
Jun 24, 2018 at 3:46 PM UTC
We all have dreams
Sometimes I thought if I let it go I would be letting go of my world Because what I held seemed like all of it The world wrapped tightly in my finger tips I just wanted to hold it, all of it
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Jun 14, 2018
Jun 14, 2018 at 5:49 PM UTC
Mine
Some of us Seduced by the darkness Manipilated by its power Others Addicted to the light Praising with hands held high We stand baffled In midst of our choices Neither makes sense Neither is us Neither one is the way
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May 22, 2018
May 22, 2018 at 6:54 PM UTC
Choices
I just want to feel like i matter But i dont. Somehow i am spinning But laying still. He lies in bed while i cant sleep I want to run from here. How can love be so angry? My heart beats But i touch myself to learn i still exist. Does this jealousy have an answer? He rather confide in her Leaving me wondering whats wrong.
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May 17, 2018
May 17, 2018 at 12:52 AM UTC
Jealous
We sit. We wonder about possibilities Counting them on our walls Narrowing down their importance. We linger far too long. Missing what could have been. So we stay there... Sitting still.
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May 8, 2018
May 8, 2018 at 8:10 PM UTC
Sitting
Trees form in my eyes. Leaves falling fast, Will they wither or? Can trees imagined die so quickly? The images brought me comfort. But now, How do I stand this agony? He grabs me. -awakening me from this vision "Don't you see?" he whispers. I see what has been but where am I now? "You're with me" - "You are happy" But still I'm haunted by mental illness and hospitals It follows, it clings, it won't let me be. "You're here now - far from there" His eyes show truth, I fall again. He always awakens me -I let the moment in Now I can see.
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Apr 5, 2018
Apr 5, 2018 at 1:12 PM UTC
A Vision Within My Eyes
I sit here eating a bagel. Wondering how many calories are in cream cheese. My eyes are 360 on this pedestal surrounded by books and humanity. I see a man pick up a bible He seems lost in his contemplating Does he believe? Will he believe? It doesn't matter to me. I'm happy with this bagel. I'm satisfied by simplicity.
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Apr 3, 2018
Apr 3, 2018 at 10:40 AM UTC
Bagels or God?
Blacken my heart Capture my Soul All these ways And I don't know where. Where to go? Anger boils my core Alone I wander My heart beats softly And I want to know why Why it beats on? Time continues to haunt me Clinging to the past It grips me tightly And I need to know how How I let go? Am I found now? No. Surely I am lost My nature has left me It tempted me with a place to go It whispered why I am here And then it told me to let go, by giving into the pain. I didn't want to listen Just let me stay here with my questions. It's comfortable having that control It's peaceful to live within the known.
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Apr 2, 2018
Apr 2, 2018 at 4:23 PM UTC
Unknowingly Questioning
Breathe, Please for the sake of your heart. Stop yelling! Stop digging your grave deeper. He wouldn’t hear, even if I spoke louder than his anger. The frustration is building. His fear, his brokenness. A man tortured by an illness A life not lived, a person not changed. From the bottle to the cigarette to the stabilizer Fifteen year chip and he’s still the same A woman helpless to helping him “What did I do she always asks?” As if she is to blame for his outbursts his anger that covers his depression and regret She’s not a victim, she has a family that supports her If she could find the strength after thirty years Married under a church and steeple, for best or for worst Well what about her best? her Worst? What about his decaying health? Someone just walk away Is there anything worth saving? Besides themselves?
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Mar 31, 2018
Mar 31, 2018 at 8:43 AM UTC
In Decline
I will take the bad with the good, every moment that I have,  I will make it good. And when the rain just won’t end or the snow settles in, I will part the clouds within my heart. Cause this existence is what I was given, and this person is who I am.… And I love it,  I love this!  I do.
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Mar 31, 2018
Mar 31, 2018 at 8:31 AM UTC
A Declaration of My Will