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emily-18
emily-18
just trying to find my way
i miss you in the morning i miss you in the evening i miss you when the leaves fall, and when they grow again i miss you while i'm working i miss you while i'm idle i miss you almost all the time as though it never ends i miss the way you'd call me the day before my birthday the first to say enjoy your day and that of me you're thinking i wish you got to meet my son his name is after you "Sonny or sunny", people say but either one is true i miss the summers at your house the season reminds me too that i wish the chance to say one last "i love you"
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Aug 14, 2020
Aug 14, 2020 at 10:48 AM UTC
Dad
memories, they draw me in. false promises and tales of what was and what could’ve been. my cup runs dry but i drink anyway; i drink it away. i search for myself in a crowded room i catch a glimpse of her, but she leaves too soon. who i was and who i am, staring at the back of who i could’ve been
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Jul 28, 2020
Jul 28, 2020 at 5:49 PM UTC
memories
ever since our weary start, you were nothing to me but a replacement. your words once kind and fluent, soon turned as sour and cold as the heart that fills the cavity in your chest. you drank liquor like you've been in the desert for nine years and it's the only thing that will resolve your thirst. so methodical and precise with your consumption you didn't even bat an eye when i cleaned the mess because you couldn't begin to function. love and attachment so similar but so was the way i felt about you compared to the way i felt about dying. you were my easy out- but you were without a doubt the reason for the cloud of gray that blocked the ray of sunshine that shown from within my heart. i would never blame you for it while reveling in your embrace but one day i finally opened my eyes to really see the person who was staring me in the face. you used me like a rag in the kitchen, tossing me away when you got what you wanted i know you loved me somewhere inside but your insides were cursed where the alcohol haunted. an insatiable need to get away from yourself only drove our love away in the end so go ahead and fill up your cup i hope it was worth it for what you gave up.
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Nov 26, 2016
Nov 26, 2016 at 5:12 AM UTC
love and attachment
the boy with eyes as blue as the sea came into my world of black and white and flourished it with colors unimaginable. the boy with eyes as blue as the sea held out his hand for me and on we went to beautiful places that finally opened my tired eyes. the boy with eyes as blue as the sea planted flowers in my heart that spread through my veins and have stayed ever since. but the flowers have grown thorns and the boy with eyes as blue as the sea left my world and took the colors with him.
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Oct 8, 2015
Oct 8, 2015 at 4:42 PM UTC
the boy with eyes as blue as the sea
before i used to think i couldn't get addicted to anything but when i see you smile before you kiss me i found myself awake at 3 AM the next morning craving nothing but you and that moment after like waves in the ocean you crashed against my shore only to recede away now i'm stuck on this miserable beach waiting for your wave to come crashing again
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Oct 6, 2015
Oct 6, 2015 at 1:46 PM UTC
before and after
i remember, as a child when my eyes would well up with tears, i "felt small", as i would call it. it was merely just the liquid distorting my vision, and making the ground seem closer and my body, smaller. i had forgotten about that memory until your favorite song came on while i was in the backseat of my friend's car. that same feeling washed over me as the tears sprung to my eyes and i looked down, and i grew smaller and smaller and smaller until i disappeared.
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Mar 16, 2014
Mar 16, 2014 at 11:57 PM UTC
small
i asked you what you wanted; you simply replied - "anything you think i deserve", like it was anything less than obvious. but you see, my dear that puts me at a loss as you deserve much better than i could ever dream of giving you.
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Feb 9, 2014
Feb 9, 2014 at 7:30 PM UTC
nine lined story
the you that resides in my head is the one i fell in love with. the you that resides in my head knows exactly what to say on those horrible nights where i am tempted by an inch long piece of metal. the you that resides in my head holds my hand when i'm sad, and even when i'm not. he smiles when he kisses me and whispers sweet things in my ear like "you're so beautiful," or "i'm so glad i found you." the you that resides in my head stays up with me until sunrise talking about our hopes, dreams, fears, and secrets we thought we'd never tell. he lets me lay my head on his chest while he absentmindedly runs his fingers through my hair. but worst of all the you that resides in my head is merely a figment of my untamed imagination the you that really exists would never do any of that. at least, not with me.
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Jan 26, 2014
Jan 26, 2014 at 8:04 PM UTC
the you in my head
just shut the **** up everyone. i don't need your half-assed, *********** sympathy. all i need is silence. from you and from my mind. from everything. make the world stop for a minute- for just a ******* minute. that's all i need. a minute of silence for myself to relax. to get away from all this stress, sadness and anxiety. to get away from all the constant nagging, the constant ******** that comes out of everyone's mouth. i don't need it. i don't need any of it. all i want, all i need is a minute of silence.
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Oct 18, 2013
Oct 18, 2013 at 10:08 PM UTC
silence
i know one day when someone brings me up you'll say "sorry, i've never met her." we'll both know that that's a lie, but like the hypocrite i am, i'll do the same when asked about you. however, i did nothing to you yet you cringe when you think of me, when i'm brought up, when you see me, like i was the one who hurt you. who ripped your heart out and left a gaping hole that was filled with late night sobs, alcohol, and cuts on your wrists. you ******* lie all the time about what really happened between us. like you're ashamed that you felt something for someone as ****** up and ugly and pitiful as me. well here's a news flash for you, you can't escape the past i'm not the best thing that's ever happened to you but i know i'm **** sure not the worst and no matter what you say you know deep down when you wrapped your arms around me as we laid in my bed, it wasn't just for my benefit.
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Oct 16, 2013
Oct 16, 2013 at 6:47 PM UTC
ashamed