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ashley-thuthao-dam
ashley-thuthao-dam
24/Non-binary I'm more fond of myself when I create something beautiful, so here I am trying to do so.
I never knew we’d be on this journey together And I never knew how quickly we’d say goodbye A decade or so of memories made and quickly faded When I thought it would be at least a lifetime Scraped knees and unfinished lyrics To some unwritten song you heard in your head A song about me You carefully pried the confidence from my core Bonded it with yours And in that moment it felt like we were the same person Breathing And bleeding And on the verge of breaking We’d become entangled in each other Sharing cigarettes and mouthfuls of golden ales Bites of gooey grilled cheeses Thick with summer and excessive amounts of butter I cried a lot You sweat a lot We couldn’t find a way to exist In the same space Or even in the same trajectory Our innocence and sincerity drowned us Not the poison of my words Or the decadence of your disregard For anything I wanted or had to say No, it was the purity It was the rawness The gritty conversations at daybreak Where the salt water stained our nostrils And we shivered by the waves When we saw the dawn illuminate The faults of our connection I needed you more than you ever wanted me I hated you more than you ever loved me And I loved you more than I loved myself I valued the fringes of who I was I didn’t think about who’d I’d get to be And looking back I’m glad we said goodbye I’m content with the plans of us As never
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Jun 13, 2019
Jun 13, 2019 at 3:04 PM UTC
Plans
Why is it so difficult to be taken seriously? Every cell in my body feels like it's burning I'm hurting I want to die Everything feels wrong and I am increasingly more anywhere But here I am floating Crumbling Burning in real time Is anyone listening to me right now? How fierce is the male ego? How many ounces of self-worth and peace of mind does it take To cushion your fall? It's been almost two and a half months Since I last felt at home in my skin All because you were scared of being wrong And honest
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Feb 14, 2019
Feb 14, 2019 at 1:38 PM UTC
January 28th, 2019
I can't tell if you're still around Because you want to be Or because you've got no one else
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Feb 11, 2019
Feb 11, 2019 at 5:27 PM UTC
Linger
The woman downstairs is angry She asks: Why do you shut the stars out and not let the moonlight in? I think, but not say: Listen ***** the night is bright and bustling And I just want to ******* sleep I want to forget the pleasantries and just heal From the day, the week, the year Of this seemingly inconvenient life of mine Hating yourself is easier in the dark Being hopeful seems easier when nobody is looking I just want to ******* sleep
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Feb 7, 2019
Feb 7, 2019 at 6:50 AM UTC
Bukowski in the Night
I am standing in the doorway And it is 2:37 in the morning There are people smoking And people talking And all I see is you looking at me Afraid to move Afraid to make a connection Afraid to potentially feel like This isn't some passing moment Where I'll hold your hand Maybe kiss you Discover all your favourite things And see how the align with mine A moment where We'll lay in your bed Barely touching Because we already feel warmth Each story and detail is like A breath of Potential To love To befriend To remember I am standing in the doorway And I'm unsure of what to come I am blind I am deaf I am disconnected I see how the moonlight hits your face I smell the moisture in the air It is 2:38 in the morning And I don't know why you are here A superficial outline of my fantasies An idea come to life I've imagined an entire narrative where Something happened Something was there As I stand in the doorway I watch you whisper the lyrics Of songs you love Noting each melody Each singular note Each pause I am besotted I am standing in the doorway It is 2:39 in the morning I am pondering And grieving   What could've been And will never be
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Sep 27, 2018
Sep 27, 2018 at 10:30 PM UTC
Untitled
I wonder when I'll hear from you Will I hear from you? I guess these things have their own rhythm A course of actions Unfolding at the precise moments That they need to A cadence Sometimes so bold So quick and fiery It makes me melt It makes me bend It makes me feel conscious again Then it fades Goes cold and crumbling It's as if The landscapes of our fate Were barren to begin with In this time of fluidity Of movement and transition I want to feel grounded I want to feel like I belong Together with you Do I? Or am I just waiting? For these moments that seem like they're fading To conflate into a meaning A purpose A feeling That I've been missing all along? I wanted to grow Transform Expand And just... Move on
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Jul 20, 2018
Jul 20, 2018 at 5:17 PM UTC
Liminal
And when I hear you speak With joy and sunshine in your words I can't help but wonder How all this light All this love All this joy Came from the ruins Of a soul once burned black This liminal romance I am transformed Reborn anew She said she didn't mind If you stayed for a minute A season Or a lifetime I'm on my way Towards feeling the same
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Jul 11, 2018
Jul 11, 2018 at 9:46 PM UTC
July 12th, 2018
Sometimes I wonder what it's like to drown It must be cold It must be dark Sometimes I wonder what it's like to not wake up It must be cold It must be dark Sometimes I wonder what it's like to have someone love you It must be sweet It must be warm Sometimes I wonder what it's like to breathe It must be hard Oh, it's hard
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Jun 25, 2018
Jun 25, 2018 at 2:38 PM UTC
February 25th, 2018
And after all has been said And done I still haven’t succeeded in killing myself yet — So who’s really won? Still breathing But still numb
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Jun 25, 2018
Jun 25, 2018 at 2:36 PM UTC
June 23rd, 2018
What other kind             of creature could divide         Each different thing             into its different sides            With chaos versus             order, dark and light The stark duality of         wrong and right We even split the very        world in two With human versus human,       we and you But still no matter how much      we divide Each thing has infinitely many      sides
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Feb 27, 2018
Feb 27, 2018 at 5:30 AM UTC
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