Channel your energy.
When you are in pain, use that energy to write. Feel the flow from your frustration, your anger, your pain. Feel it move from your thoughts, to your fingers, and watch it appear as letters, as words, as poetry, as art.
I write best when I am in pain.
My mind is screaming but the words are pouring out.
The blank page is my canvas. I fill it with my pain.
I add colour. I add red.
Or, if I am sad,
I add blue.
Jan 21, 2017
Jan 21, 2017 at 3:39 AM UTC
love is messy
it is not perfect. it is a rollercoaster; a ******* wild ride.
it goes up, up, up and then when you think it can't get any better, it crashes and tumbles and suddenly you're left at 3am crying intertwined between tear stained pillows and crumpled empty bed sheets.
it goes down, down, down and then one hug makes you realise that home is his arms and that hearing his heartbeat is like hearing your favourite song and that a kiss planted on your forehead makes you feel as if heaven truly exists.
don't expect it to be even. don't expect it to be monotone.
it is anything but that. if you want a true love, it will be a wild love.
Dec 10, 2016
Dec 10, 2016 at 4:37 AM UTC
i sometimes feel as if growing older
has done me more harm than good.
it killed my innocence
my naiveness
my purity
my ability to not think.
but mostly it killed the way my brain could make colours
and the way i saw love
and the way i saw life.
Dec 10, 2016
Dec 10, 2016 at 4:33 AM UTC
Words being whispered are often far more powerful than words being said.
Oct 22, 2016
Oct 22, 2016 at 6:04 PM UTC
i like poetry because i can
transform mere words into art
and add eyeblinding colour to dull text
to remind others that they are not alone
and that feelings are feelings
and you are allowed to feel
and that even though the world is big
you are not in any way, small.
Oct 20, 2016
Oct 20, 2016 at 1:09 PM UTC
We saw many shooting stars that night
And each time I would wish for the same thing.
I wished that you would live a life full of love, happiness and adventure.
That's all I want for you.
And if my wish comes true,
I will be happy, too.
Oct 10, 2016
Oct 10, 2016 at 2:58 PM UTC
We looked up at the galaxy
And I was connecting the stars in my mind
They scattered the sky like your freckles under your eyes
And I was making pictures whilst feeling the warmth from your hand.
And it was like our souls merged into one
Because I felt you, and you felt alive.
And in that moment, things seemed perfect.
We were untouchable from the rest of this ghastly cruel world.
You asked me if you could be mine forever.
You made me promise.
And I did.
I'll be yours forever.
And if by some chance, this universe denies us of that
Please know I'll be with you in your heart
And you will be in mine.
I'm not one for broken promises.
But you already know that.
Oct 10, 2016
Oct 10, 2016 at 2:45 PM UTC
I love you. Every piece of you.
Every dark and light thought.
Oct 1, 2016
Oct 1, 2016 at 8:40 AM UTC
I guess you could call it a contradictory mind.
Emotion and logic
Conflicting parties.
How can I be honest with you if I can't even admit it myself?
When you ask me what is wrong
How can I tell you
When I don't even understand?
When I can't make sense of it all?
My emotions are a code
And logic gives me instructions to decipher
But sometimes the instructions are stained wet with tears and I can't read the blurry words
And sometimes the instructions are scorched black by fire and I can't make sense of this ******* mess
This ******* mess
Called my contradictory mind.
Sep 28, 2016
Sep 28, 2016 at 7:04 PM UTC