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girl-of-stones-and-cedar
girl-of-stones-and-cedar
18/F I write whatever I want to.
I need to stop feeling so indifferent I need to find a new hobby I need to be a happier person I need to let my emotions drown me I need air I need news I need help I need you I need to stop crying when I look in the mirror I need to stop thinking things are all fine I need to face that simple cold truth I need to remember you are no longer mine I need air I need news I need love But not from you
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Dec 18, 2020
Dec 18, 2020 at 2:32 AM UTC
grocery list
you're so precious; a kiss on the cheek. a comforting squeeze, statement made while half asleep. you're so precious; arms wrapped around my head to keep from falling off the edge of your pitiful college twin size bed you're so precious; not quite an "I love you" but with eyes bright and hair askew, I know you mean it. I know you do.
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Aug 19, 2020
Aug 19, 2020 at 5:17 PM UTC
august nineteenth
It's a blessing and a curse To be nothing Nothings better, nothings worse Than being nothing. Those pretty bruises on your neck Keep my wild hopes in check, Every time you return, I mean nothing.          ...and It's a horrible game, Meaning something. Fleeting feelings always change Yet theres something. The way you look into my eyes Under those endless starry skies. I'll never really know If we're something.
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Jun 20, 2020
Jun 20, 2020 at 12:21 AM UTC
definitions
i guess that's all i'll ever be to you. and im alright with that. but sometimes i wish you could see my smile when you play ukulele over the phone. and i wish you knew how the memory of your hands in mine helps me sleep a little better at night. and that i feel a little less lonely when i listen to the songs you write. but i am a homie of the highest degree and yeah sometimes it hurts, but its okay with me.
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Apr 25, 2020
Apr 25, 2020 at 6:58 AM UTC
dear friend.
that's me. i'm the idiot. the one that's always assuming my sentiment is returned the one that's always hoping in vain, just to get burned. it's me. i'm an idiot. it was a lovely song, really. i always knew it was about her. but even a little part of me broke a little more when you confirmed. it's only me. i'm The Idiot. then i gave you the coordinates of my only safe space i trusted you with the knowledge that here i lose face. and that was my biggest mistake. look at me. look at my poetry. and tell me i'm not the idiot.
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Apr 25, 2020
Apr 25, 2020 at 6:51 AM UTC
idiot.
The aching in my chest hasn’t left Since you texted me That you were leaving. I stood in the grocery store And cried as I read the words Hovering above your head. I lost myself that night. Told you I was fine, But i spent the rest of my time In those two days after Trying to get you Out of my mind. It didn't really work. Sleeping used to be easy. Every night, i’d see you, And in the morning I’d cry. In a week, I stopped wanting to sleep. The only thing That helped me drift Was listening to your music. Pretending it was written For me. A month and ten days. When I last saw you Guitar in hand Head swaying to the tunes, I wish I had gotten to at least Say goodbye. I didn't know It was going to be Six months Until I’d be with you again. I miss you.
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Apr 23, 2020
Apr 23, 2020 at 5:53 AM UTC
To the Boy I've Loved Since Halloween,
Bumblebee Blue, and cold. He stares up from his perch of raspberry and goji rose-- the neck of his resting place hooked between my fingers, swinging. Back, And forth. Back and Forth. The rhythm of my stride In time with his dance, And entire existence suspended Within the fringe of my hand. Yet I trip, I slip and his world Shatters-- Glinting, Indigo, and tattered.
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Jan 29, 2020
Jan 29, 2020 at 4:21 PM UTC
wild tonic
you get one day to cry but tomorrow it’s time to fix your crown
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Jan 24, 2020
Jan 24, 2020 at 1:23 PM UTC
i’m proud of you.
Why must you Be like this? Why cant I Ever know where You are? Why do I Miss you so Viciously? Really, you are just a Daydream. Ideal, desired, Unattainable. Nothing more, No Thing Less.
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Jan 24, 2020
Jan 24, 2020 at 1:11 PM UTC
more or less.
Asleep on my arm Soft, Small and precious. Please Lean your body against mine Press your elbow Into my side. Sleep-- Calm, Comfortable, And cool. Eyelids, Smooth and fluttered shut. Yet make me Calm, Comfortable-- A fool.
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Jan 23, 2020
Jan 23, 2020 at 6:05 AM UTC
3:37 am