The water surrounds her
And takes away her breath
It consumes all she is
Free, at last
Teal and peach, mixing and mingling
The mess that she has created flows in and out
The left-over oxygen, escaping her lungs
Giving in, once more
And in her darkest hour
She decides to flee
Back to the depths of the sea
Sunlight, gracing her path
Apr 17, 2020
Apr 17, 2020 at 11:01 PM UTC
There once was a bundle of poppies
The brightness of their life
The flowers brought the children joy
The adults, some hope
For if something this beautiful
Striving in the darkest hour
In the good vase
Some flowers wilting
But some bursting with red
This gives them hope, and joy, and peace
Some forget, that though beautiful, the poppies are simply
Dead.
Apr 17, 2020
Apr 17, 2020 at 10:59 PM UTC
I'm afraid that I'm losing
To myself
In everything that I do.
I'm afraid
That I'm failing
When I try my best
I'm afraid
I'm overwhelmed
With no foreseeable escape
I'm afraid
I'm drowning
Which is my own fault
But most of all
I'm afraid
That I'm losing myself
With every new breath
I'm
Gone.
Apr 17, 2020
Apr 17, 2020 at 10:56 PM UTC
Brown hair, some highlights.
Pale skin, slightly tanned, many imperfections
Blue eyes.
Black glasses.
Pink, thick lips
Usually smiling
But sometimes frowning
Short
Not even 5'0
Slightly curvy
Tank top
Black
Scull leggings
Small feet
4s in woman's
Or 4.5
I can't remember.
Boots.
Grey or brown
But it's usually boots.
Is this me?
All I will ever be?
No.
But you get it.
Jul 7, 2019
Jul 7, 2019 at 2:11 AM UTC
I lie to you.
You, of course, lie back.
And then the lie spreads to
An uncomfortable degree
But no one decided
To stop the lie
Because we all wish it to be true.
And so everyone now believes the lie
To be truth
All thanks to me.
And I lie to you.
Jul 7, 2019
Jul 7, 2019 at 2:00 AM UTC
The stars are just
So beautiful
At night
I've missed them
So much
When I was away
The stars are just
So wonderful
Too look at
And I just
Want to be a little
Closer to them
The stars are just
So brilliant
And distracting
When I look at them
I am distracted
And loose my problems
The stars
Are so Marvolus
So cunning
And they are all
So beautifully
Bright
The stars are so beautiful
Jul 7, 2019
Jul 7, 2019 at 1:42 AM UTC
In the dark
We lit the sparks
And smiled in our happiness
The fireworks were bright
We had nothing to fright
And we danced around our lights
Then the man came
You have no one to blame
And this started your shame
You pour the liquor down
I sit there with a frown
And now all I want is to get out town
My love for you had no bounds
Jul 7, 2019
Jul 7, 2019 at 12:59 AM UTC
Good.
I feel good.
I feel comfortable in the skin
that I was given
I feel happy
to be alive
here
with the people who care
With the people, I would do
just about everything for
The ones who give me
the confidence I desperately need
My past is floating away
The pain, lifting from my shoulders
and finally, FINALLY
I am here
In the present
No longer dwelling
I understand that the past
is not changeable
But the future is
I can change this road
I paved for myself a many ago
I can change
Because I am good.
Not perfect
But not a demon
I am simply
Human.
Mar 8, 2019
Mar 8, 2019 at 1:22 PM UTC
My pencil drags
leaving marks on the page
I don't pick it up, in fear of
Lossing my thoughts
my mind
my eyes
But I put it down, and pick up my pen
dragging that too
across the page
smearing ink
afraid of making that one mistake
The one mistake that ruins the pice
the one that ruins the work
my heart
I then put that down too
and chose my colors
so many combinations can be made,
green blue black
red orange pink
silver white black
purple black gold
But it can only be three colors,
or else it looks too cluttered
to messy
too unfinished
I choose my colors, and then
they too get dragged across the page
Mixing occurs
blending,
and I worry about the mistakes again
Anxiety spikes in my mind
my heart is pumping
but my hands are steady
And I repeat my steps, over
and over
and over and over and over
until I get It just right
And finally, I step back
I look at the paper
I laugh, I smile
finally, no mistakes
It's beautiful, but not enough so
so I try again
in an endless loop
of pencils, pens, and color
Dec 21, 2018
Dec 21, 2018 at 10:37 PM UTC
I have decided that I am a no one
that I need no voice
no name
no face
Because I am now a no one
I don't need to look ok
I don't need to talk to anyone
That I don't need friends
And now that I am a no one
I can run away
I can sob in a corner
I can do what I want
Now I am a no one
so I can be selfish
and starved
and damaged
I am a no one
so I am alone
invisible
almost ugly
So, I have decided I am a no one
Dec 21, 2018
Dec 21, 2018 at 10:25 PM UTC