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kzmtp
kzmtp
26/F/astéria wanderer 👽
How ironic it is that you need to lose something in order to make yourself whole again I feel like I've been chained for a million times and I have the keys yet I don't want to be unchained Wish we could take back all those skins we shed for people who bathed us and made us into something we don't wanna be I was staring at this bright lilac sky by the shore, the next thing I know I can see myself drowning in the sea; struggling to fight the chaos within me
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Aug 4, 2023
Aug 4, 2023 at 9:28 AM UTC
chaos
remember when we were carefree and nothing used to worry me the neighbourhood was my kingdom and the front yard was my palace we used to play pretend worlds of magic and fantasy we made up spells and slayed dragons but now i’m fighting my mind’s demons ignorance was b l i s s when did we become like this?
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Nov 9, 2022
Nov 9, 2022 at 8:19 PM UTC
ignorance was bliss
gravity felt heavier again tonight; kept on being ****** inside this chaotic black hole, here i am looking for thee my bright star in this infinite void, born in a different galaxy
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Jun 27, 2022
Jun 27, 2022 at 11:48 AM UTC
my star
it all started at the bitter taste of budweiser but those conversations made it sweeter you're a ray of sunshine in my darkest days unexpectedly painted my life in all ways i guess time will never be on our side and we know this feeling won't just subside hours felt like minutes when i'm with you a dream without you is bluer than blue it feels like we are now at the end of a movie saddest songs on queue; what a tragic story but you'll always have me, your zen since then, how long will i be your good omen?
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Jun 27, 2022
Jun 27, 2022 at 11:06 AM UTC
your omen
thoughts silently creeping unconsciously weeping your words are poison but your touch is the antidote will always be lost in those eyes felt the warmth within those lies your words are poison but your kiss is the antidote what we have are misplaced strings "illicit affairs; clandestine meetings" your words are poison but you are the antidote
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Jun 3, 2022
Jun 3, 2022 at 3:01 PM UTC
poisoned
you are the moon, the stars, the fireflies you are the sun, the trees, and butterflies you're a masterpiece i badly wanna stare it's been a while, yet you're still everywhere can i blame gravity, 'cause it's pulling me the feeling keeps pulling me relentlessly
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Feb 18, 2021
Feb 18, 2021 at 6:23 AM UTC
2.11.20
Some wounds can't be cured by band-aids which cover. In fact the abstractness of such scars, can't be numbed even by anaesthetic hangovers!
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Jul 17, 2020
Jul 17, 2020 at 10:45 PM UTC
"Abstract wounds"
as  the night gets deeper, time stopped ticking wind whispered thru my ears 'the end is coming' it's time to clean up the mess that were made tonight, it's time to set everything straight twilight is near; soon gone the city lights let's bid farewell to those warm nights 3/2020
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Jun 15, 2020
Jun 15, 2020 at 10:47 PM UTC
fin
Every day, you look at the sunset. It's the end of a day, and a beginning of a night. A cold, lonely night. Yet you hate lonely, cold things. So why is it, that you enjoy looking at the thing that starts what you hate the most?
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Aug 7, 2019
Aug 7, 2019 at 8:09 PM UTC
Sunset