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F/American writing to cope, coping trying to write
Built on an unsteady foundation Rocked back and forth by emotions Occasionally catching a steady rhythm or two Keep at bay Every time I think of you Nothing seems to go away. I pace back and forth Only to realize I’m still in the same place Hoping for myself to change So I run away Only to still feel the same pain. Get my life together Is all I want to do But sometimes I feel like That’s not even plausible. Attract who you are Wondering why you keep selecting all these dudes Only to wake up and realize They’re in the same place as you. Misery loves company That’s one hell of a statement It’s as real as it gets So I become complacent. Tell myself to never settle For less than what I deserve But for what’s it worth I think I deserve someone as broken As myself.
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Jul 11, 2018
Jul 11, 2018 at 5:52 PM UTC
Broken
The thoughts are gone My mind at ease I haven’t noticed this kind of peace Stressed but blank Worried about moving up in rank Get my head on straight Stop ******* up so much That would come in clutch I know I’m not perfect Lord knows my imperfections Weak moments are secured Feelings on standby No time for that No more handouts You work for what you want You get what you give You’ll always be better than baby *** Moving on to a sailor From bootcamp to A school They’ll try their hardest to make A soldier out of you Little do they know You’ve been in plenty of battles Win and lost many fights Drink to the foam Heal your battle wounds Encouraged to see another day Support by the thousands Don’t let anyone down April 6th is your day You’ll really have that crown.
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Jul 2, 2018
Jul 2, 2018 at 6:53 PM UTC
Bootcamp Feels
My fear was Having all my hard work Lost. Destroyed. Reversed. Feels like I’ve been cursed With you stuck in my head All I do is dread I miss you but I hate you I can’t seem to escape you. I throw shade on your name You’ve been acting so lame Acting like you don’t love me And what we had wasn’t real. I get the feel That you moved on So I push forward too Only sometimes to rue Leaving you Or loving you Depends on my mood. Everywhere I go We put a stamp on it I know everything you love And I try to run away from it I ran so far only to end in my starting place So here I am Writing about you. Loving you And hating you. Can’t get away from you Look forward to the day I do.
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Jun 23, 2018
Jun 23, 2018 at 4:22 PM UTC
Ode to an Ex
I feel the fear holding me back. To grasp it Hold it Take control of it That's the goal. Embrace it Use it as I'm raging Empower it In all the right directions Increase my will Heighten my senses Give it my strength As it will do the same. Then And only then Will you become invincible Higher than average Who you are meant to be Don't be scared to be free.
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Nov 28, 2017
Nov 28, 2017 at 9:11 AM UTC
Feardom
So precious is life Until it's taken away Whether by age or disease Death is a shadow Hiding in the trees Waiting to wrap it's claws Around your soul Steal you away from Mars, oops I mean Earth Why do we grieve When we're supposed to celebrate Why do we celebrate When we're supposed to grieve We hold our composure for the most part   Then suddenly, it's like we're a work of art                                                  We   E                     and rage                                                                 X                                                                    PLODE         Until we don't know ourselves   That's death c r e e p i n g, l u r k i n g      Amongst the shadows Waiting to send you back from once you came! Reminding you What's here today Can be gone tomorrow Then we'll feel the sorrow, the hurt, the regret That's just more motivation To push to enjoy every moment Take in every breath    But you're living is not the same as others We're searching for a connect Reasons to tell us why How could we be filled with light, Yet left in the dark? By faith in Him And a l l that we must endure For Death hides in your footprints               Just waiting for that day                                   To allure you away...                                                                        ...
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Sep 13, 2017
Sep 13, 2017 at 2:37 PM UTC
Don't Eat All The H
So precious is life Until it's taken away Whether by age or disease Death is a shadow Hiding in the trees Waiting to wrap it's claws Around your soul Steal you away from Mars, oops I mean Earth Why do we grieve When we're supposed to celebrate Why do we celebrate When we're supposed to grieve We hold our composure for the most part   Then suddenly, it's like we're a work of art                                                  We   E                     and rage                                                                 X                                                                    PLODE         Until we don't know ourselves   That's death c r e e p i n g, l u r k i n g      Amongst the shadows Waiting to send you back from once you came! Reminding you What's here today Can be gone tomorrow Then we'll feel the sorrow, the hurt, the regret That's just more motivation To push to enjoy every moment Take in every breath    But you're living is not the same as others We're searching for a connect Reasons to tell us why How could we be filled with light, Yet left in the dark? By faith in Him And a l l that we must endure For Death hides in your footprints               Just waiting for that day                                   To allure you away...                                                                        ...
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Have you ever met someone Made up of everyone Everything she's ever encountered So consumed with that make up She doesn't know her true self She can search far and deep But the memories seem to be in a keep Close enough to see but too far to reach Else, they never existed beneath Peel back her layers of skin You'll find nothing within For everything lives in her head The dread, The dreams, The seams That burst She must be cursed She won't give in That is all I know.
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Aug 14, 2017
Aug 14, 2017 at 11:32 PM UTC
The Unknown Known
Pause, Along the lines of, Universal time. Suppress the hands of the minute and hour Entrap my thoughts in a cage PAUSE Make sure to double lock them And throw them away. Don't forget to burn the key, I really need a second to breathe PAUSE Perhaps, a couple seconds more Understanding me, the forever misunderstood Stamped on my forehead, Engraved on my skin. PAUSE Can you read me now? Now that I'm, drowning in seconds, engulfed in minutes, gone for hours. Yet, time never paused....
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Apr 22, 2017
Apr 22, 2017 at 5:37 PM UTC
Resume
Having these thoughts Of why? Why do I have to publicize myself as **** So a boy can sweep me off my feet? So I can have thousands of followers, Who tell me all the time I look beautiful With all these false lashes, fake weaves, cake on my face Why is this beautiful to you? And why am I shamed if I don't do it? I'm sorry if I'm "old school", But I'll happily prance around in your long t-shirts. Make up free, Wind kissing my scalp as my natural hair blows free, Sun radiating off my skin, Melanin issued by the Gods. Thank the Gods I'm just me. Carefree, eventually. Until then I'm part one versus part two.
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Feb 17, 2017
Feb 17, 2017 at 5:44 PM UTC
Versus
Numbers are real Yet, untouchable. The universe in my hand Literally, unseeable. My thoughts, they’re real But seemingly, unbelievable. Your skin against mine, Ha! improbable. Longing for you, The impossible. I’m waiting for you, That’s undeniable. Your feelings? That’s questionable.
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Sep 28, 2016
Sep 28, 2016 at 3:39 PM UTC
Questionable
You took my hand and there it was; I saw it with my own eyes. Higher than the satellites, your touch sparked our vision, sparked our bond. I watched the electricity flow from your end to mine. It was a tiny universe, about as wide as our faces and as long as my gaze was from yours. Time stood frozen for half a second. Through our connection, through our touch, through our gaze, through that half a second, I witnessed our lives intertwined and how beautiful it was going to be. You questioned me, "What’s wrong?” I responded, “Nothing has ever been more wrong since I met you, but that’s the thing. You are my wrong right choice. You are the energy I’ve touched before and in such wrong versions of you and me, it’s never been such a right choice. Touch my hand and gaze with me again.” — Excerpt from a book I will write
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Sep 15, 2016
Sep 15, 2016 at 2:34 PM UTC
The Beauty of Madness