Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
caroline-marie-zak
caroline-marie-zak
Is it Love if I Feel like I'm breaking Apart?
0
Mar 16, 2017
Mar 16, 2017 at 1:35 AM UTC
Untitled
"She had a mind that he was not ready for behind that pretty little face." I still miss the way you looked at me with that tantalized look in your eye. I wish that I could have been your fairytale, and you could have been mine. I'm fighting for my mind, I'm fighting to not break apart and to not be blind.
0
Oct 18, 2016
Oct 18, 2016 at 10:43 PM UTC
She had a mind
You broke me most with the words you didn't say.
0
Sep 14, 2016
Sep 14, 2016 at 6:02 PM UTC
10w
I had to convince myself to fall out of love to someone who was mean to me.
0
Sep 1, 2016
Sep 1, 2016 at 10:25 PM UTC
convince myself
I get the picture This isn't your first time breaking someone's heart
0
Aug 27, 2016
Aug 27, 2016 at 10:45 PM UTC
Untitled #1
I had unspoken expectations for what was going to happen with us. And that's honestly not your fault. I cut it off so cleanly, but it was like a knife. I cut it off so cleanly, but I couldn't stop looking backwards at the division I had made. All of a sudden things shifted- you didn't put up a fight. I wanted you to put up a fight. The subtle cries, the sarcastic hurt. But she was there the whole time- I didn't know about her. So how dare you- how dare you act like I was your dream When you made her believe you were her's.
0
Aug 27, 2016
Aug 27, 2016 at 1:57 AM UTC
How Dare You
I think I’m stronger than any drug you tried Cause I survived The in and out again I know I’m not your friend Cause I was only worth the high Your high And I’m in and out again Cause I know I’m not your friend I’m the only one feeling tied This is one hell of a love song Finding I’m the one in love This is one flash of a heartbreak Finding pieces to pick up And you are Fading into the darkness I remind myself you don’t give a **** I was the one in love
0
Aug 27, 2016
Aug 27, 2016 at 12:03 AM UTC
8/26
I don't want to be afraid I don't want to write out how I feel one more time and not press send I don't want to keep wondering what you're thinking I don't want to pull back from doing what I love just because it's rare I don't want to stop writing I don't want to be scared I don't want to feel this much- but I do I don't want to be so afraid from pursing my dream because of the position my grandfather has assumed I don't want to wonder what it's like to love- I want to love people til I can see it I want to pray more- because if I am loved, I want to believe it I don't want to be afraid
0
Jul 1, 2016
Jul 1, 2016 at 2:06 AM UTC
I don't want to be afraid
And this is what I'd say to the next girl: Don't get close enough for him to tell you you're worth something. Because at some point, the roles will be reversed And you'll be left wondering what he's worth And the only message you'll hear is silence. But maybe this is a lesson in how not to hate someone who doesn't hate you, doesn't love you, doesn't care. Because this is what he's taught you: that you are only worth his time under certain parameters.
0
Jun 22, 2016
Jun 22, 2016 at 2:19 AM UTC
What I'd Say to the Next Girl
You made me feel butterflies Contingent on the harsh reality that I wasn't exactly what you wanted But for a moment I thought I was
0
Jun 15, 2016
Jun 15, 2016 at 11:06 PM UTC
Butterflies