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lauren-21
lauren-21
Canadian bask in all good things
Some adults hold the opinion that kids these days can’t stick to one thing. From an outwards perspective I agree, in my own experience I have moved around a lot. This may portray me to be flaky and inconsistent. Although from my perspective I see each opportunity and change in placement as a learning curve. I feel like I have learnt more in my transitioning and flexibility, than I would have learnt if I had stayed at my first job and original program. I mean I get it, commitment is respectable, but isn’t taking charge of your own life also respectable?
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Sep 3, 2016
Sep 3, 2016 at 9:49 PM UTC
what is respectable these days?
He told me he was depressed and that sometimes he doesn't know what he is living for. I wish I could fix things. I wish I could make it better. I feel insufficient and that makes me sad. I know you miss home. I know being in a different country without your family is hard. I know that you feel lonely sometimes. I know that you worry about money. I know that you worry this is all for none. I know that your stuck. I wish I could make it better. I don't know how. I'm sorry I put the weight of my troubles on top of yours. I love you.
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Aug 6, 2016
Aug 6, 2016 at 12:05 AM UTC
11:40 August 5th 2016
You "don't want to hurt her" by telling her you don't like her. You continue to talk to her. Flirt with her anyways. Nothing serious. Bored. Selfish. Lonely By doing this she falls for you. She falls for your words. She believes in your falseness. You stop talking to her. Cut off. You hurt her Hearts are not toys, Hearts are not always mendable, Hearts are fragile. Please treat them with RESPECT
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Sep 2, 2015
Sep 2, 2015 at 5:18 PM UTC
Dear People: A Hastily Written Announcement to Heart Breakers
I stood behind the cash waiting for the transaction to be finished and drank the last bit of my smoothie. After I was done I said "I wish there was more". The lady turned to me immediately and said "that's how life goes". There was a raw and pure honesty to our transaction. The human condition: We are always wanting more.
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Dec 10, 2014
Dec 10, 2014 at 9:14 AM UTC
Untitled
She was your first love and you are mine. The trouble is I think we are both still infatuated with that love
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Oct 22, 2014
Oct 22, 2014 at 9:50 PM UTC
First Love
You and I in this moment, captured my emotions I replay it, and replay it over in my mind like a continuous favourite song But like that song we replay and replay sooner or later we all grow tired of it Tired of being in love with the past and what stops us from finding that new favourite song
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Mar 21, 2014
Mar 21, 2014 at 10:27 PM UTC
Electricity
I pass by the places we went and the blanket that encases me is of longing longing to feel again, longing to have someone care Then I remember...you never cared If you cared you wouldn't have disappeared like the fog after dawn You are what hangs on my heart: what makes it heavy What makes me lie on the floor drowned in music and emotions My sadness has been around longer then the happiness you brought I live in a cloud of confused nostalgia
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Feb 9, 2014
Feb 9, 2014 at 1:27 AM UTC
Confused Nostalgia
Pipes and lights stretching past me Expressionless faces and lifeless movements I live in a world A world made up of dreary routine Where has passion gone? I look under the crevices of their eyes but seek to find no refuge Oh how I long to feel Oh how I long for the world to feel passion and lust for life
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Jan 16, 2014
Jan 16, 2014 at 6:57 PM UTC
On the Subway