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ambercourt
ambercourt
we're all under the same sky / and at the end of the day / we're all living to die
Throughout the process My body takes a hit I grip my thighs, look into my eyes I don’t recognise it one bit I grab my loose stomach and Flinch at the tender touch I run my fingers slowly through my hair It’s too fragile for a brush Milk soaked shirts and Blood stained shorts I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve cried Just by exploring my thoughts They keep pestering me over and over “How do you feel? There are resources to make you feel okay” I tell them “I ’m just trying to survive the day” Throughout the process My mind takes a hit I grip onto my mind, my thoughts send shivers down my spine I don’t recognise myself one bit
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Jan 9, 2024
Jan 9, 2024 at 7:37 AM UTC
Postpartum
That night, the back of your head was such a sight to see. Your worn-but-new sneakers slamming against the pavement was a symphony, the volume decreasing with every step. Your hands running through your hair in angst after being gelled to your forehead by sweat. Lastly, you throw your head over your shoulder for one. Last. Look. You were the devil in disguise under the muted yellow street light. Your expression sent a thousand messages, but mine only expressed one. I’m free.
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Jan 9, 2024
Jan 9, 2024 at 7:31 AM UTC
Free.
sixteen Innocent and sweet But only to you Was I seductive and a treat seventeen You said to your mates again “What I would do to her if she was legal” What a bad first impression of men
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Jan 4, 2022
Jan 4, 2022 at 12:29 AM UTC
reflection
And it didn't surprise me that you cheated on board games too Every time we went out I saw you searching for someone new I wish I trusted my instincts I wish I knew all of my thoughts were true But you will never understand what you put me through You move your piece three times when you rolled a two Despite all of this I still gave my hard earned win to you
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Nov 27, 2017
Nov 27, 2017 at 8:13 PM UTC
Monopoly
I'm seeing you around again But this time, not as it seems Now i can see you walking down the streets Of my imaginative and delusional dreams In my dreams, you would hold me Like you always said you would Way before i pulled away and Said all of these words neither of us understood
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Aug 30, 2016
Aug 30, 2016 at 6:45 AM UTC
there was a miscommunication between my heart and my head
You live in, A broken home, With a shattered window, And a disconnected phone. You travel with, Your broken feet, With rough pathways, Leading to a blocked off street. You see through, Black and white eyes, With a look so unwelcoming, tiring, As you're badly disguised. You sing as, A bird in the woods, Soothing and caring, But fading away from the neighbourhoods. I listen to your broken voice, On a broken street, With your broken eyes, Hearing your broken heart beat. And now I'm slowly breaking, Make room for me, Because with you on a broken street, Is where I'm destined to be.
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Oct 26, 2015
Oct 26, 2015 at 5:27 PM UTC
Broken With You
As he called out for help He wasn't surprised to find The waves crashing in And out of his mind He was aggressively shoved And lost in the cold sand But he didn't miss the opportunity To take the winds hand Swept off his feet He glides back into the sea His mind aches with sorrow Disappointed of what he couldn't be But tonight he would cry out For anything stronger than himself Just so he could be Restored back to his normal health The waves take him further And he falls deeper into his head Afraid and shocked to see If this road will get him dead He's had enough now There was nothing left to find He fell too deep into the waves Crashing in and out of his mind
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Feb 8, 2015
Feb 8, 2015 at 7:44 AM UTC
Waves
There's no doubt you're a lier Just a boy who plays with fire Not a fraction of desire To aim any higher There's no doubt I'm an inspiration Playing on your broken-hearted situation I could never cancel the operation But from you, I never got an explanation There's no doubt you're pleasing Played with your heart, my hands are freezing My mind in your hands, you're squeezing But never would you be so appeasing There's no doubt that I'm a cheat With your soul with mine, we'll compete You know I'll never admit to defeat Even while I know we're bittersweet There's no doubt that we're fighting Our minds are colliding Even though none of this is exciting Your arms will always look so inviting There's no doubt we like to pretend That maybe I’m more than a friend And you’re just a hand to lend But everything has to come to an end Theres no doubt you were a lover Helping each other to recover At 1 am, you’d make me shudder Maybe theres time to rediscover
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Nov 2, 2014
Nov 2, 2014 at 7:03 AM UTC
Doubtful Lovers
compare me to the sun compare me to the sea tell me how i should act tell me how i should be the sun will still shine the waves will still move I will still be living whether i win or lose but your world is darkened by the lack of sun and forever it will stay that way whether you've lost or won so compare me to her heart compare me to gold in her core tell me how to love you but I won't play that role anymore
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Oct 25, 2014
Oct 25, 2014 at 8:18 AM UTC
too tired to be compared to her love
Somedays I like Drinking coffee with the rain I like the hot sensation on my tongue And to watch rain fall again and again But somedays I wake up Without anything to do at all So I lay in bed, think of my purpose instead And figure out why I am so small It hurts to know The days I spend in bed Nobody will run for company They put me to the back of their head Maybe just once Id wake up with a call or text Just to remind myself Maybe I couldn't be alone next But somedays I wake up Wishing my loneliness to disappear But tomorrow I won't wake up Because now my final date is clear Tonight I will surrender To myself I say, "it's for the best. So somedays now I won't Have to go back to rest." Because this loneliness Cannot be cured It's inside my head Never to be assured Inside my mind A single soul standing alone My thoughts only staying around But never to call my own Somedays I don't wake up Somedays I don't even rest Because my loneliness will stand alone It's really for the best
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May 31, 2014
May 31, 2014 at 5:16 AM UTC
somedays are different to somedays