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elise-jaco
elise-jaco
i am a unicorn
I wish I could bring you back You left us too soon The night sky is all black No sign of the moon I wanted to know you To show you some care Before your lips turned blue From getting no air I'd kiss your forehead I'd hold your hand I'd save your family From funeral plans
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Feb 5, 2020
Feb 5, 2020 at 6:09 PM UTC
Suicide
That could have been me I could have been gone I wish you had seen Or talked to someone I never knew you You were so pretty You’d say it’s not true If you were here with me He looked at me, angry He had not a clue One day maybe they’ll see That I’m just like you I’ll never forget I’ll miss you forever I won’t ******* quit No matter the weather
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Feb 5, 2020
Feb 5, 2020 at 5:55 PM UTC
Sophomore
He said it was suicide I shook at the core What had they to hide And what was it for? You laid on the tracks You let the train hit you What caused you to act? And why do I miss you?
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Feb 5, 2020
Feb 5, 2020 at 5:51 PM UTC
Remember
Every second You brought me joy A strong and kind Unbreakable boy
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Feb 5, 2020
Feb 5, 2020 at 5:41 PM UTC
Him
All these painful memories fuel the flood of words They could last for centuries, dying to be heard Screaming, fighting, holding back, things you'll never know Downing all of my prozac, I think you should go
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Jul 29, 2017
Jul 29, 2017 at 4:56 PM UTC
Untitled
and there they sat each passerby with vivid lives the urge to cry magnificent words on some of their tongues and a song to sing in each of their lungs the hand they bear some never know and I think we must learn to grow
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Jul 24, 2017
Jul 24, 2017 at 11:20 PM UTC
Sonder
Poetry runs like blood in my veins And bored by those with guns in their brains You can pray and look up to the beautiful skies But darling, this nation is full of sick lies
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May 6, 2017
May 6, 2017 at 3:55 PM UTC
Patriot
Bloodied knuckles don't mean much Not that much tonight I'll scream and scream and scream again cause hell, it's worth the fight I'm tired of waiting Of hoping, of wishing Craving you and only you I've run and climbed over everything and God, I hate the view You can't do this Won't hurt me again Do you feel my pain? All you want is what you want and oh, you are so vain
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Apr 10, 2017
Apr 10, 2017 at 8:15 PM UTC
Bloodied Knuckles
We all have problems You think I want this? You think I'm happy? That I'm okay? That I don't go home, clenched fists Screaming an ever so painful silence because why fight when you know you've lost? That a storm doesn't rage when I pass a mirror? That my laughter heals the scars? Do you think it's easy? We all have problems and you don't know mine.
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Apr 8, 2017
Apr 8, 2017 at 8:39 PM UTC
We All Have Problems
I can't be your light your anchor your sun If I go much longer, black ink starts to run And yet, doves above singing faith and trust but blinded am I by the strong hold of lust
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Apr 6, 2017
Apr 6, 2017 at 8:51 PM UTC
Black Ink