The happiest people really are the saddest
The most helpful usually are in the direst need
But we don't want to cause a ruckus
So rather than against the current we flow with it
Whether the flow makes us sad, anxious, or depressed - we go with it
Because that's what happy people do
We don't dare make life more difficult for others when we're drowning in sorrow
Or make an effort to dim a light when were afraid of the dark ourselves
‘You’re always so happy’ - I hear it constantly
But if they really took the time to look – they'd see a mask plastered on for 18 hours of the day
(I only sleep for six)
No wonder I’ve always been afraid of clowns.
Mar 18, 2025
Mar 18, 2025 at 5:56 PM UTC
I’ve had my heartbroken many times before
By men, well boys really, that i thought I adored
Always so hard on myself wondering what i did for it to be over
But i got over those breakups faster than a drunk driver gets sober
When they get pulled over
Or so they think
And much like the very wrong criminal behind the wheel of car
With more ***** in their system to set fire to the stars
I was so very wrong
About heartbreak
It hurts so much more to lose a friend or someone you shared a blood line
Losing that love is a wound that not even the hands of time
Can heal
But you have to deal
Do what’s right for you
To keep your orbits aligning how you want it to
Then to stand for abuse
From someone that says they adore you
But would choose everyone else before you
Jul 20, 2020
Jul 20, 2020 at 7:57 PM UTC
11:12 I wished for you.
I wished you the best.
But I'm a minute too
late. What a waste.
-m.b
Feb 19, 2019
Feb 19, 2019 at 8:31 PM UTC
We always have sleepovers where we never sleep
But this time was different, made me turn off the tv
The lights were shut off, the music null and void
All signs of sound and sight the room was completely devoid
Of anything to see
And anything to feel
The lack of normalcy made it so much more real
As the river began to flow you could hear the waves lapping
Against the throne where I sat
Both panting and gasping
Temporary blindness to the eyes rolling
To the back of the alley of my mind
A new kind of bowling
Where the pins are knocked down
And theres more than just a few strikes
Yikes! I manage to say, as I beg and plead for a new game to play
Clothing and limbs thrown every which way
As we climb the mountain together
Higher and higher
Peaking and heightened
Stimulated, shaking
Happy, frightened
I try to keep quiet but out forces the sound
The echoes of silence replaced by whispers and growls
And with all the forces of nature
My body violently crashes down
From a roaring waterfall
Into a humble puddle
I catch my breath
And on come the lights
And the mess we made will stay, like me, the night
Feb 19, 2019
Feb 19, 2019 at 8:18 PM UTC
They say millenials don’t believe in monogamy
Well I guess yours truly is an anomaly
Because giving all of my heart and soul
To one person forever
At the end of it all is my goal
Jul 18, 2018
Jul 18, 2018 at 10:33 PM UTC
Sometimes it takes being hurt to realize your worth
It can take years of tears to remember how to smile
Pressure makes diamonds, the most beautiful gem
And the pain only lasts for a little while
The old folks say 'you gotta go through to get through'
And I've never heard anything more real
But you cant see the light at the end of the tunnel
If you don't allow yourself to feel
We have to accept the struggles
In order to obtain the prize
Before you decide to throw in the towel
Remember that the goal is to rise
In the midst of darkness and overwhelming pain
It is easy to accept defeat
But the storms won't last for a lifetime
And that ***** a mantra for me
We have to see the beauty in the pain that surrounds us
Even if you are hurt to the core
Because the reward and the feeling you'll have when you finally overcome
Will be even greater than you could have ever hoped for
Jul 15, 2018
Jul 15, 2018 at 8:58 PM UTC
Sitting at the eye of the storm
Where the weather has never seemed so beautiful and bright
While simultaneously threatening to return to something deadly
Apr 8, 2018
Apr 8, 2018 at 9:32 PM UTC
She used to be the one with the flowery golden hair
Hanging from a tower in despair
She used to be in a love with a beast adorned in fur
Only seeing true beauty when the love was for sure
But she no longer needs a crown that lights up the night
She doesn't need to pretend to be a soldier to fight
She exudes confidence and pride like a diamond does gleam
She is not a princess, as she was born a queen
Jan 4, 2018
Jan 4, 2018 at 8:45 PM UTC
I don’t know how many times
I have typed and erased
A reply to a text
That upset me
It’s like
There’s so many emotions
So many words
So many ways to vex me
Emotions bottle up inside and I have endless things to say
But when that message box sits there blankly
All I can say is “K.”
Dec 26, 2017
Dec 26, 2017 at 9:39 PM UTC
Nobody can break your heart without your consent.
Blame is always a two way street
Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 2:55 PM UTC