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brynn-louise
brynn-louise
Published journalist that likes to dabble around in the more artsy forms of writing.
I found a ribbon. And without thinking, I took one end Into each hand. And I tugged. Hard. It made little sounds Like it was twanging. Over and over again. Then I stopped, And saw That it still looked Brand new. And this Didn't seem fair. That an object So inanimate, Could withstand So much abuse. When my heart Was felled In one blow. But then I saw A little string On one end Of the ribbon. And I pulled. It started to unravel. So I pulled And pulled And pulled. Until finally, The ribbon Wasn't a ribbon. But a pile Of tiny stings Just sitting in my hand. And I felt better. Because now My heart Wasn't the only thing, In a thousand little pieces.
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Mar 13, 2015
Mar 13, 2015 at 1:23 PM UTC
Misery Loves Company
This morning I woke up, And knew for sure That you were gone. The last time that I touched you Was inside of a dream. And though my cheek still tingled, Where I last felt your breath I knew it wasn't real, And wouldn't ever be. Now I must start my mourning Again, at the beginning.
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Mar 13, 2015
Mar 13, 2015 at 12:54 PM UTC
This Mourning I Knew.
Don't put me on a pedestal. I'm far too clumsy. To be up that high, I'll right off- But you won't notice. I can't live with a man, That thinks I'm a perfect princess. I can't live with a man, That worships the ground I walk on. Because I'm human- I make mistakes- And I **** up. And I need that to be okay. I can't have someone Who's in denial, That I can do wrong. I've messed up, And I'll do it again. I want someone who will help me through. Not tell me that it doesn't matter.
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Mar 7, 2015
Mar 7, 2015 at 6:33 PM UTC
Don't Put Me On a Pedestal
I think, That I've just about always Tried to look at my life As if it were a comedy- Of the romantic variety. But at this point, It'd be a terrible franchise With way too many sequels. And each film would end Just a little bit sadder Than the one that came before it. But then when I try to see my life As a tragedy It just doesn't feel right. Maybe, despite all the odds, I'm more optimistic Than I really should be. And I'm hoping, maybe, this movie Is out to win an Oscar. It's sad, It's far too long, And has an actress nobody has heard of. But it eventually comes to an ending That makes you think, "I'm glad I'm not her, Though it was happy in the end."
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Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 1:45 AM UTC
My Life as a Movie
I'm terrified outside my mind My heart can't beat slow enough For me to fall asleep Every breath I take Feels like a fire Burning inside my chest And it's all because of you The way you've gotten me So terribly confused The way you put your arm around me And told me I was special I believed it might be true But now you've gone away To a place so very far That I fear you may just stay there
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Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 12:22 AM UTC
Can't Sleep at Night
Absolutely terrified. Shaking in complete and utter fear. Currently, that's me. Typing up a confession, Unlike anything I've ever written, In the middle of the night. The dark closing in like a cloak Just for me to hide inside of. But I know that this confession, It must see the light of day. And when it does I'll feel more naked Than on the day that I was born. I just hope the blanket I get wrapped in Is one made up of your warm arms.
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Jan 18, 2015
Jan 18, 2015 at 3:12 AM UTC
A Midnight Confession
I've thought a lot about you, In general of course. But something about today Has brought you to my mind Even more than I am used to. I thought briefly you were driving That big green pick-up truck I saw, The one with the yellow license plate- It just seemed so very you. Then I thought I saw you, In a man with short cut hair And a nice red tie. But I remembered that you're far away, And it wasn't possible. But then again later, I felt desperately sad. For no real reason, Nothing that I could explain. And it made me think of you. I hope that you're alright. I hope that you're not hurt. I want to text you, call you, email, Anything at all. To make sure that you're okay. But we haven't talked in quite some time. And I'd hate to over step. So instead I'll lay awake tonight. And think of you. And hope that you're alright.
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Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 12:37 AM UTC
An Instinct
I thought I could handle this. But I can't. And I'm sorry. I'm weak. And already too broken. I can't do this. I don't have the energy. I thought that I could. And I'm sorry. For being wrong. For lying to you. For lying to myself. For not being strong enough. I just don't have what it takes to do this.
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Dec 31, 2014
Dec 31, 2014 at 3:04 AM UTC
An Apology
I just don't understand what's going on, I have no clue what I am to you. Am I more now? Am I less? Has nothing changed at all? I'm not a fan of ambiguity; Especially in friends. And I thought that we were more. But this unknown state of being Is tearing me apart. So if you meant to say That when you come back You'll be coming back for me- You should say it sooner. Because if you wait 'til later I might already be gone.
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Dec 31, 2014
Dec 31, 2014 at 2:50 AM UTC
Ambiguity in Friends
Seven years down the drain All because I've sat here waiting. But now the seven years are up And a miracle has happened. But that miracle I wished for All those seven years ago, Was wished for in a time and place So very different from this world. So now I'm stuck here incredibly upset, Hoping that somehow you can fit Into this life of mine I've made.
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Dec 31, 2014
Dec 31, 2014 at 12:08 AM UTC
Seven Years of Waiting