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Underwater
Sink to the bottom, / Stones crashing, / Flowers blooming,
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Crippling Brutality
Sleepless sorrow, / Deafening agony, / Crippling brutality,
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Prince
Oh where did my prince go? / The man I fell so hard for, / He stole my heart
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Emily
An angel in disguise / A hidden sickness / Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
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Abandonment
My mind is broken / My heart left to bleed / Empty and alone you left me to face the horrors of my life
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Troubled Words of Sorrow
Lost in a pit of despair / Looking in retro spect / Should have changed the sequence of motions I neglected to face
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Eh.
Suffering sadness, / Trapped in your own dillusional sense of a fictional reality, / Created by a minipulative enabler,
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Paranoia: An Unwanted Visiter Here To Stay
Paranoia something I can't shake, / In a room alone someone has their eyeballs on me. / Cautious, courageous, careful bravery,
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A Change in Heart.
Flash. Freeze and stop time. Open the door left slightly ajared, and glance into our past. Peer into my memories, my moments, my seconds all spent in your arms; I will never forget. Early conversations, short and unmeaningful. Never giving dismissed flickers of emotion a second thought. Lost in time, consumed by envy, I never tended to the seed planted inside my soul. / Days collide together, morphing into one continuous loop dragging on forever. Walking in a robotic fashion, I filled the vacant space in my heart with bitterness. The walls built inside my heart stood tall, laid out brick by brick; each one tells a story. So much ugliness lived inside of me, growing like a cancerous cell, constantly multiplying and taking over consuming every part of me. Cutting off my view from the rest of the world. Trapped in my own mind, the door bolted shut from my own insecurities and selfishness. / I always looked through you, just another face in the sea of people I had to deal with on a daily basis. My gratitude concealed in the deepest part of my mind.
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Lucy Leigh
Such a simple action leads to such an extensive mistake. / An action of pure love led on by desire and lust, / Collision of raw emotions,
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