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kumikomae
kumikomae
24/Cisgender Female/The Nest of L Corp. I have nothing but my sorrow and I want nothing more. / It has been, it still is, faithful to me. / / Why should I begrudge it, since during the hours / when my soul crushed the depths of my heart, / it was seated there beside me?
I feel it all the time, eating away at me. It hurts my heart, breaking it down slowly. These feelings never end, they're with me all the time, torturing me endlessly, making me regret being alive. My heart has felt so much of it, that it has shriveled up. My heart is now a shell of what it once was. My heart is empty, now. It became empty the moment you died, life without you feels impossible. What is my purpose, anymore? What is my life even worth, when all I feel is pain every single moment, of every single day?
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Jul 22, 2025
Jul 22, 2025 at 3:39 PM UTC
Pain
The end may be near But that's okay. The end may be near But it's alright. The end may be near But it's fine. I expected this day to come. Not all things must come to an end, And yet, Here I am, a shadow of my former self Amongst the end of all things In this reality, it may all be over But that's okay. I wanted this day to come.
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Jul 22, 2025
Jul 22, 2025 at 3:36 PM UTC
The End
I take a deep breath, and look into the mirror. A reflected image of myself, appears in front of me. They stare back at me as I stare at them. Is this who I really am? Is this who I want to be? My thoughts are interrupted, by the reflection moving closer. They stare at me, in awe of what it's seeing. Am I really this reflection? Am I who it wants to be? Before I find any answers, my reflection disappears. I look into the mirror, only to see nothing. Why must this happen to me? Will I ever find an answer? This inner conflict will never end. Will I ever know who I really am? Will I ever know who I'm meant to be? I'm left with doubts, and unanswered questions. I will never find an answer. I will never really know.
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Jul 22, 2025
Jul 22, 2025 at 3:29 PM UTC
Mirror
Inside my head, you'll see My reality, designed for you and me A reality where we don't have to worry A reality where we can love each other A reality where we can be safe at last In my reality, I'll keep you safe In my reality, I'll love you forever In my reality, I'll never hurt you Run away from the false reality you find yourself in Run away from the reality where your choices don't matter Run away from the reality society wants you to be a part of Inside My reality, you'll see Whoever you want me to be A reality where I can make you happy A reality where I can finally embrace you A reality where I can get rid of your pain In Our Reality, you'll always be free In Our Reality, you'll never run from me In Our Reality, you'll see The life that was meant to be.
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Jul 22, 2025
Jul 22, 2025 at 3:19 PM UTC
My Reality
I'm standing at the roof of the school, looking out toward the sky. All the clouds here are grey, as usual. The same mundane, and dull weather that always appears in this town. Looking down, at the pavement below, I make my choice. As I jump off the roof, the wind blowing against my body as I fall to the ground. Only to stop in the air, and float along with the wind, unable to understand what's happening, I float in an awed silence, becoming alike the wind, gentle, and flowing, moving blissfully through the air, only to come to my senses, once I notice that I'm far away from the school now. I'm hovering over a grassy field, and I slowly start to ease downward to the ground, feeling my socks press against the ground, a cold sensation moving through my feet, and into my legs. I smile softly, walking through the field, and laughing as I brush my hands against the grass, breaking into a small run, moving in any direction I want, taking in the natural beauty of the field, before I come across a clearing. Curious, I slowly walk toward the feeling, my mouth agape in excitment for what I'll find. Only to see a long lost friend standing in the center of the clearing. My eyes tear up, as I walk toward them. Is this real? Are they actually here? Are my eyes deceiving me? They look back to see me, the familiar smile I've missed, stuck on their face, as I move close to them, tears further escaping me, as they pull me into an embrace. This field, is an escape. There's hope to be had, once again.
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Jul 22, 2025
Jul 22, 2025 at 3:32 AM UTC
Grassy Field
I'm standing at the roof of the school, looking out toward the sky. All the clouds here are grey, as usual. The same mundane, and dull weather that always appears in this town. Looking down, at the pavement below, I make my choice. As I jump off the roof, the wind blowing against my body as I fall to the ground. Only to stop in the air, and float along with the wind, unable to understand what's happening, I float in an awed silence, becoming alike the wind, gentle, and flowing, moving blissfully through the air, only to come to my senses, once I notice that I'm far away from the school now. I'm hovering over a grassy field, and I slowly start to ease downward to the ground, feeling my socks press against the ground, a cold sensation moving through my feet, and into my legs. I smile softly, walking through the field, and laughing as I brush my hands against the grass, breaking into a small run, moving in any direction I want, taking in the natural beauty of the field, before I come across a clearing. Curious, I slowly walk toward the feeling, my mouth agape in excitment for what I'll find. Only to see a long lost friend standing in the center of the clearing. My eyes tear up, as I walk toward them. Is this real? Are they actually here? Are my eyes deceiving me? They look back to see me, the familiar smile I've missed, stuck on their face, as I move close to them, tears further escaping me, as they pull me into an embrace. This field, is an escape. There's hope to be had, once again.
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Across the lake, I see a light shining outward towards the Sea, making the water glisten in it's reflection. Seeing the light, gives me a positive, optimistic feeling for the future. It's like a radiating glow inside of my chest. It makes me hopeful, in the darkest of times. One day, however, when night came, the light didn't shine from the lighthouse. I looked out from the lake, only to see aa enveloping blackness where the light once proudly shined. It wasn't there anymore The light was gone Shattered, and forgotten Just like my heart It gave me a feeling of dread, that just wouldn't go away. The feeling pressed itself against me, holding me down from the weight of it. It was too much for me to handle. The consuming, and eternal darkness... Swallowed every part of me.
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Jul 22, 2025
Jul 22, 2025 at 3:28 AM UTC
Lighthouse
My dream of living free is cut short The sun is brilliantly shining through my window I wipe the drowsy from my eyes and move out of my bed I slowly walk to my window, letting out a soft yawn I reluctantly open my curtains and my body feels warm The sun radiates itself against me through my window The world is truly beautiful when it wants to be Taking in the morning sunrise, I smile to myself My curtains have been closed for so long I haven't been awake this early in a long time It's sad to think that I've been missing the sunrise for so long Something so beautiful, yet just for a moment I continue to stare at the sun, even as my eyes strain Sometimes, even just a single light can remove the darkness I feel a tear falling from my face As it all sinks in again I close my curtains I forget about the sun Time to go back to sleep.
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Jul 21, 2025
Jul 21, 2025 at 6:48 PM UTC
Window