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elysianlethe
elysianlethe
“I can't go back to yesterday because I was a different person then.” / ― Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland
He is the tumultuous ocean, The twisting, rolling sea That feigns a certain gentleness Until its rage breaks free So vast and so unending And limitless in worth I took him once for granted As I wandered through the surf. Without the tumulus ocean Without its rolling seas Without the tide that tosses me And never sets me free The arid, fallow earth would crack Beneath my burning feet Reminding me of which I lost And dried up with the heat But salt leaves me to languish No sweetness he can quench Time will only tell from here If love can fill this trench.
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Aug 9, 2014
Aug 9, 2014 at 10:41 PM UTC
He is the Sea.
It starts off with a whisper, a slight ruffle, like a summer breeze moving through tree branches, a few twisted words that slip from loose lips, that's all it takes to stir up a hurricane of chaos      Hey did you hear? whispers that evoke labels & discrimination as if they magically grant everyone permission to poke and **** *               ****              *****                    *****                   worthless                             ugly          loner          ***             *** these twisted words lead to stares that burn holes with the heat of their intensity & pointed fingers that judge, & condemn       Did you hear about what happened?! You won't believe it! they lead to giggles & laughs brought on by a sick satisfaction of entertainment found at the expense of the agony of another      Oh my god, isn't that her? they lead to tears behind closed doors & ends with nothing but    painpainpainpain
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Jul 28, 2014
Jul 28, 2014 at 4:46 PM UTC
a rumour
not the kind of pain that tickles and pokes but the kind that knocks you back a few feet when it hits & rips the air out of your lungs like the few moments of excruciating pain you feel when you stub your toe or clamp your hand between a door it's an unexpected kind of pain & your nerve endings can't help but become overwhelmed in pain it's a greedy kind of love the kind that takes and takes and TAKES it slices you open, not enough to be fatal but just enough to bleed & that's all that's left for you to do,                                                            b l e e d this love bleeds you dry, it takes all that is you & leaves nothing behind nothing for others to identify you by it leaves nothing for others to                                                            s a l v a g e it's a suffocating kind of love like a horrible case of claustrophobia the walls seem to be closing in the world is getting smaller the air is getting thinner & you watch for a few painful seconds as you lay there gasping for life clawing at the walls like a trapped mouse aware that you are dying aware that there you are utterly helpless to stop it a love whose purpose is to cage not treasure it boxes you up & creates a world that composes of only two strong arms that feel more like a prison than comfort they bind & enclose on you it's a love that should know when to stop but doesn't it's a never ending cycle of violence of heavy fists & relentless kicks then sweet kisses that act as apologies trying to soothe the pain & then whispers   "I'm sorry, never again. I promise." words that you know not to trust it is a love with no way out
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Jul 28, 2014
Jul 28, 2014 at 1:01 PM UTC
it's a painful kind of love
not the kind of pain that tickles and pokes but the kind that knocks you back a few feet when it hits & rips the air out of your lungs like the few moments of excruciating pain you feel when you stub your toe or clamp your hand between a door it's an unexpected kind of pain & your nerve endings can't help but become overwhelmed in pain it's a greedy kind of love the kind that takes and takes and TAKES it slices you open, not enough to be fatal but just enough to bleed & that's all that's left for you to do,                                                            b l e e d this love bleeds you dry, it takes all that is you & leaves nothing behind nothing for others to identify you by it leaves nothing for others to                                                            s a l v a g e it's a suffocating kind of love like a horrible case of claustrophobia the walls seem to be closing in the world is getting smaller the air is getting thinner & you watch for a few painful seconds as you lay there gasping for life clawing at the walls like a trapped mouse aware that you are dying aware that there you are utterly helpless to stop it a love whose purpose is to cage not treasure it boxes you up & creates a world that composes of only two strong arms that feel more like a prison than comfort they bind & enclose on you it's a love that should know when to stop but doesn't it's a never ending cycle of violence of heavy fists & relentless kicks then sweet kisses that act as apologies trying to soothe the pain & then whispers   "I'm sorry, never again. I promise." words that you know not to trust it is a love with no way out
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I hate you. I hate you for what you did to me. I hate you for making me write about you. I hate you for making me love you I love you I love you for caring about me I love you for filling my thoughts I hate you for loving me
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Jul 14, 2014
Jul 14, 2014 at 4:08 PM UTC
I hate you for Loving me
you realize you have no one when you're screaming into your pillow at 2 am and you call them and it rings and you get sent to voicemail because everyone can fall asleep and no one really cares when your head is about to explode your heart is bleeding acidic poison rotting you from the inside out and you're choking on every single letter formed into words that escaped their mouth
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Jun 25, 2014
Jun 25, 2014 at 11:07 AM UTC
alone
~ If I could come to you .. be there for you speak no words, just hold you in my arms, place my hand in yours .. I wouldIf I could be there .. let you know with my eyes that all will be well, just sit with you .. I wouldIf I could be at your side take your pain, caress the hurt, kiss your tears with my hand on your heart .. I would ~
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Jun 25, 2014
Jun 25, 2014 at 11:07 AM UTC
I would ..
I have run out Of people to run to When everything is falling apart I touch my hipbone And this one spot beneath my chest Ever so slightly When I want to feel better About anything I wish the earth gave you an option Night or day For when you need goosebumps from the sun Or a calm, cool silence Sometimes broken Is better than bent Because bent might break later on
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Jun 16, 2014
Jun 16, 2014 at 3:03 PM UTC
Midnight Thoughts at 10:30 pm
"Are you afraid?" Yes I am afraid. I'm afraid of so much like the endings to books, actually loving someone, having to tell my mother what I am. I'm afraid that my family will hate me, that my friends already do. That everyone who sees me labels me as Miss Confused. I'm afraid of death and life and everything in between the two. Maybe I'm afraid of myself but I don't truly have a clue. I know I'm afraid of who I will love one day. What if they hate me now or what if they think I'm weird? What if it's the person I broke up because I didn't love them anymore. I'm afraid of a lot of things and everyone knows it. Because a world without fear. Is like a world without law. It's unruly and unjust. And you do stupid things that can get everyone killed. So I'm afraid of the alternative, the thing I fear most in this world.
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Jun 16, 2014
Jun 16, 2014 at 3:03 PM UTC
Fear
Dear Random Strangers, Your sideways glances and whispered remarks have been noticed. What you think has no effect actually means the world. I would like to ask you... No...Beg you... To please stop judging me because of the marks on my wrist, Allow me the chance to tell you my story, Before you put the damaged book in the trash. I know my corners are dog-ear, Yes some pages are ripped, And my cover is torn and scratched. But looks can be deceiving. Random Stranger, I know we haven't met But every time one person disregards me, It becomes more easy to believe I am trash, And it makes me want to throw myself away...
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Jun 5, 2014
Jun 5, 2014 at 7:10 PM UTC
Dear Random Stranger...
We’ve been given the Earth And told to fix their transgressions But that’s easy for them to say While they’re relaxing away in heaven The generation before Has really ******* us over And if we don’t act quickly We’ll be faced with some indecent exposure
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May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 8:31 PM UTC
Inherit The Earth