i wrote a poem for you.
it had all the words i never knew how to say, written on a simple piece of paper.
i wanted to show it to you, and to declare my love.
but you didnt care,
so i hid my love until one day..
it all burned.
Sep 30, 2018
Sep 30, 2018 at 7:25 PM UTC
i am tired
not physically
but emotionally
and i dont know how much more i can take
im tired
tired of trying
tired if not being good enough
tired of everything
Jan 7, 2018
Jan 7, 2018 at 4:58 PM UTC
its her eyes isn't it?
the way the sun shines in them.
sorry to say, but mine never did that.
its her smile isn't it?
the way the sight of it could make the most gloomy person,
happy.
I've never liked my smile.
its her personality isn't it?
the way she cracked jokes like cracking eggs on easter.
my jokes were never funny.
its her.
its just her.
its always been her.
and im sorry my eyes don't grasp the sun like hers does.
Dec 19, 2017
Dec 19, 2017 at 11:35 AM UTC
staring off into space,
i think to myself..
do i have a place?
my mind is engulfed,
with the thoughts
of never fitting in..
Dec 13, 2017
Dec 13, 2017 at 7:59 AM UTC
I hate you.
I can’t not hate you.
The way I take my breath in through my lungs,
Hates you.
And yes it’s cold air.
That’s all I’ve been able to breathe in,
Since I met you.
Or dare I say,
Since you left me.
That warm September day..
But still you tell me
about that one girl
With the long blonde hair.
You know,
That one girl
You left me for
About how much better she is
You know
That one girl that makes me look in the mirror
At one o’clock in the morning
screaming,
Half expecting the mirror to answer me back like a human would,
“Why am I not good enough?”
Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 6:36 PM UTC
you remind me of math.
so complex, and tiring.
sometimes i just want to give up on you.
you remind me of a caterpillar.
so care-free, and strong.
you remind me of poetry.
so many things said,
yet so many things left unspoken.
but like math, caterpillars, and poetry.
you just have to open your eyes a little,
be willing to understand,
be ready to be confused for a while..
to see the beauty underneath it all.
Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 5:21 PM UTC
the wind stills,
my heart hurts,
my head spins,
butterflies everywhere.
32 degrees is the temperature at which water freezes.
but to what extent does the heart break?
Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 1:15 PM UTC
loneliness came without an invite.
loneliness came with a key.
loneliness came and took everything away.
my happiness being its priority.
loneliness came in waves,
and tonight i can barley stay a float.
i start to draw a picture,
with a blade, on my wrist.
loneliness decided to invite a friend to stay a while,
despair was his name.
he came suddenly,
yet i already knew he was there.
my head is pounding,
and the drum is too offbeat,
I've been so tired lately,
and not from a lack of sleep.
but from a lack of hope,
and a will to live.
loneliness came without an invite,
but then again..
doesn't it always?
Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 8:01 PM UTC
my mind is racing for a home it will never reach.
my heart is pounding to a drum,
but its offbeat..
my fingers tremble
like a broken-legged person,
crumbling from all the pressure.
my body is breaking,
like fine china,
falling off a shelf..
but this time,
there is no one there to catch me.
Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 1:06 PM UTC