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hiddenpoet
17/F
the rain mimics my tears as i lay in my bed i want to rest my mind but the relentless sky blurs my thoughts and the windows the dull tv light shines off the mirror i’m looking into it makes my damp cheeks glimmer and glorifies my sorrow forcing me to recognize the face staring back at me the deep thunder drowns my gasping moans my breath is shortened with every crash in the sky it makes me invisible to anyone who was truly listening
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May 6, 2019
May 6, 2019 at 9:03 PM UTC
the rain
at first you were sweet but then you left a scowl on my face because baby all the honey in the world couldn’t mask your sour taste
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Dec 17, 2018
Dec 17, 2018 at 12:03 AM UTC
sweet
making sure you could hear me was never the problem the problem was being listened to i needed to think less about whether i’m being too troublesome and start thinking more about what i can do to be influential i was born to leave a big crater wherever i stand a sign that i am just as thundering as you i construct my words to be deafening to make your ears ring and your eyes water i was taught to make my ideas the thoughts you lust after the kind that are both confident and emphatic because its always better to be powerful than to be voiceless
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Oct 2, 2018
Oct 2, 2018 at 9:08 AM UTC
learning to be loud
me and my friend isolation go on long romantic walks through the deep chasms of my brain and each repeated path we take deepens that beaten matter beneath our feet we stop at each mile marker and she tells me all the reasons i should doubt myself and i believe her and i stay me and my honey isolation send love letters through the mirrors i lay my hand on the glass while she beams a smile but she slithers her fingers around my wrist and quickly pulls me through she traps me in a place that i find too much comfort in she tells me i’m alone out there and i believe her and i stay me and my lover isolation hide behind a locked door a somber light flutters inside of her eyes it illuminates my hands revealing their connection to the pencil i draw a picture of my heart that she rips to shreds and tells me she loves me and i believed her and I stayed
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Sep 19, 2018
Sep 19, 2018 at 12:38 PM UTC
lover