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lavendersky-1
lavendersky-1
20/F
Sometimes i force myself to cry, so i don't drown in my emotions. I pity myself until i am tired , then the nightmares come, i dream of betraying you. I haven't forgave myself. I did not forget. I was too young to understand, the things i have done, and what they meant. I would never do it again, never look the other way. The words i say i will keep, until God takes me away. Will it ever be enough? The life i'm willing to give to you? Will my love be able, for us to live this through?
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Dec 21, 2019
Dec 21, 2019 at 11:37 AM UTC
fogriven
i want to write my pain out, but it won't drip through my pen it's been stuck there for five years, a rotting clot inside my head.
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Dec 21, 2019
Dec 21, 2019 at 11:14 AM UTC
Untitled
Who are the people who decide what is the beauty? Who is the person who made suicides trend? Who picks the standards for how i should dress? Who chose the right amout of food i should eat? Who says i should be as everyone else And why are everyone turning that way? Thank you but i have peace of my own mind, and i won't listen what you say.
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Apr 18, 2018
Apr 18, 2018 at 7:40 PM UTC
Colours
Will my children, carry his DNA?
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Apr 18, 2018
Apr 18, 2018 at 7:21 PM UTC
Good night
Nautilius is ready, prepared as it can be, searching for the lost Atlantis, drowned in deep blue sea.
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Jan 13, 2018
Jan 13, 2018 at 4:18 PM UTC
legend of us
there is someone in my mirror, someone i know well. its bones are cracked but it feels no pain. its lips are black and eyes are gray. every now and then it tries to escape, it breaks the glass and cuts its face. and when we met it had new scars, that never hurt, and never bled. it counts my words and then goes mad, if my hairs are not perfect on my head. it tells me where it tells me when, and then goes mad if i don't obey. it wakes me up to check the door, and then goes mad if it's locked once. it moans and cries if i knock three times, instead of four which is fine. it whispers softly when i walk, to make sure my steps are all carefully counted four.
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Nov 11, 2017
Nov 11, 2017 at 7:04 PM UTC
Four
Memories go missing, our smiles get broken, we leave on purpose, some words unspoken.
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Nov 11, 2017
Nov 11, 2017 at 4:58 PM UTC
notice
Dear daughter of mine, i want to thank you, for all the wonderful things, that you have taught me. Thank you for the sticky chocolate kisses , the necklace made of pasta and dental floss, for all the hand made cards and flowers picked from my garden. you made me remember the way i was, the way i danced in my room unhurt by the world, the way i was falling in love with people i shouldn't, the way i felt like the whole world was under my feet. Oh deer daughter of mine, i hope you stay the way you are, my little girl with no worries and no pain, with big mouth but with nothing smart to say. I wish you the love that lasts forever , i want you to have a safe and loving home, with good friends, and people who care, i want you to feel the most wonderful things. i wish for you to know what happiness means, and that sometimes it comes only after pain. I want you to know that everything has a price, that you will eventually have to pay. You'll learn that love is the most expensive thing, and the cost is your time and commitment , And i will teach you everything i can and know, for the rest, i am sorry, but honey, you must do it on your own. I wish you to be the best person you can you have a lifetime of decisions that you'll have to make so don't hurry to grow up, stay sweet as long as you can.
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Nov 11, 2017
Nov 11, 2017 at 6:09 AM UTC
Happy birthday
Light the fire in my chests, so i can depart from the pain. Burn feelings that i have suppressed before you even came.
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Nov 10, 2017
Nov 10, 2017 at 4:09 PM UTC
Witching hour
Our lips will fuse, As our hearts collide. You promised me love, until the end of time. The calculus was wrong, because it did not explain, How interstellar distance is not that far away.
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Nov 10, 2017
Nov 10, 2017 at 3:55 PM UTC
Space combustion