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kyle-jacob
kyle-jacob
18/M Just your average 18 year old Michigander.
Glowing with sadness Bright with grief I, was born a hero I shouldn't leave this world a thief I was broken and hurting I didn't want to see you cry I was filled to the brim with tumors It was ensured that I would die So when I see you blubbering I wonder why you weep The memories and stories made Are there for you to keep Our love it wasn't perfect And now your heart lay on the floor But the time in our infinity Well, I couldn't have asked for more So instead of staying silent And laying down to die Take your heart and leave Please go, be free So I may fly into the light
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Nov 10, 2015
Nov 10, 2015 at 11:08 AM UTC
Cancer Stole Her Heart
She felt ugly, from the inside and out Her stomach never small enough to satisfy oneself She turned to her side, and cried while staring at the mirror The reflection that shown back at her, made her feel insecure She said she wasn't hungry, as she began to starve herself The craving that built up inside, did anything but help The bones began to show, and her frown began to widen Her grotesque sticklike figure, began to leave her frightened Finally she realized, she was beautiful before As her sticklike figure faded, and she began to eat once more
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Oct 15, 2014
Oct 15, 2014 at 10:14 AM UTC
Ugly
In my closet lie my secrets Shackled in shame, as they huddle in the darkness Fearful of being spilt out for the rest of the world to see Yet silent and unwavering, as they force courage upon themselves Hopeful that they may remain hidden in the cobwebs which hang inside But knowing that one day they may somehow be released Forced to leave their prison of safety, as the truth is revealed As the skeletons spill from the darkness And the secrets from my past come back to haunt me
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Oct 14, 2014
Oct 14, 2014 at 8:42 AM UTC
Secrets From The Past
The rubble lay out, along the broken path And our dreams sit in dissaray Imprisoned in a land of destruction We manage to evade the flames We hope one day we will be freed For curiostiy now controlls us In a land where the wreckage is stacked miles high Hope is all we can hold onto
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Oct 13, 2014
Oct 13, 2014 at 9:11 AM UTC
Wreckage
Look at us, black, white, and all colors alike Sitting around, and thinking of life The beautiful colors, and when they'll all fade The day we fall into a slumber, from which we won't awake We'll slip and we'll fall, we will rest alone Surrounded by a world unknown Silent as the past now fades Brings you down, as you cry and ache Do give up, please let go For those colors will soon fade, I know. Yet if somehow you do awaken Don't be surprised to see the world mistaken Broken down and rearranged The people in it, now deranged the colors once so bright and bold Have faded out, and remain no more The beauty of it all is gone You realize you don't belong But don't give up, or walk away For the colors will return one day
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Oct 2, 2014
Oct 2, 2014 at 8:36 AM UTC
If You Wake Up