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levi-andrew
levi-andrew
Hi, I'm Levi. I'm 16 years of age. I've been trying to live to the best of my ability. But, enjoy my work, as I pour my heart and soul into the words I speak.
I wish I could explain how much I love you but those emotions can not be put into words so I will never be able to let you know how much you mean to me not even a sliver of what I feel you will understand I'm sorry I hurt you in the past It's the biggest mistake I ever made you cared about me and I threw it away I threw you away but I was the one who was a piece of trash I regret that I didn't take in your love I regret that I pushed you away You are the only guy who has loved me and cared for me and treated me like a lady what else did I want from you? I don't even remember. I know that I am mean to you sometimes sometimes I hope you will say something mean back but you never do you roll with the punches and I'm sorry that I keep hitting I just want a reaction something, anything but your face is a stone and I don't know what you are thinking I hope it's about me though I wish I could let you know how much I care and I wish you would just care too.
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Apr 19, 2015
Apr 19, 2015 at 4:01 PM UTC
Letters to Loved Ones #1
Home The cool breeze kissed my soft skin The light poured through my window Trees standing in the distance Flowers in the meadow Home The green grass dances between my toes Feel the warm arms that surround me Hear the melodic guitar sing that beautiful tune Home
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Apr 15, 2015
Apr 15, 2015 at 10:20 AM UTC
Home
We call ourselves the reckless youth Trying to figure out where we are and where we are going With lyrics tucked under our tongues that say more than our voices ever will Our sleepless nights that cause purple crescents to appear under our eyes And the words we replay in our head of past days We call ourselves the reckless youth Looking at the world through maroon eyes With empty bottles that we hold in our warm sweaty palms And the sheet-ropes we make to climb out of the windows at 3 in the morning With the uncertainty of tomorrow Whether we will wake up inside of our beds smelling of lavender Or in a field sprawled out among other teenage bodies reeking of beer With the memories of Christmas lights that are over-expired And of the kisses that won't mean a thing to anyone when the sun starts to wake us up with massive headaches Because worthless kisses are now more valuable to us Making up the ones our parents never gave We call ourselves the reckless youth Because our generation is made up of lost souls due to the words spat out by our foes And the scars that line the inside and outside of our bodies The scars that we hide behind smiles and stories that fill our heads But be careful of standing too close You might catch our disease That comes with the temptation of stealing out to the flowers that grow around campfires And the reminiscences of lust still stuck to the grass Where the lingering of fingers that caress the parts of us that are hidden from society We call ourselves the reckless youth Our lives making up pages in a novel consisting of skinny jeans and over-sized sweatshirts Of promises of better days that have yet to come And the sun that we are still trying to see through broken sunglasses The tan lines from the 7 am runs because the voices in our heads aren't going away We call ourselves the reckless youth Addicted to staring at computer screens and only turning away to measure our waists And when there is a constant fire outside our door We will stay inside always trying to create something new A life of fantasy A life to burn all of our memories of reality Because we are misused Misjudged We call ourselves reckless Not because we are not wise But because our wisdom comes from tidal waves of people crashing upon us tell us we are not good enough But the flowers in our hair are worth more then the diamonds that line her skirt We call ourselves the reckless youth When the adults tell us no But we insist on saying yes When we are not afraid of death We are afraid of living And at this pace we will be dead before we live Maybe we are wasting our time But time is a luxury we just cannot afford So we will go out Stripping our bodies of the loosely fitted clothes and dipping out naked frames under cold water Forgetting what made us tired What made us upset with the wilting pedals of all the things we did wrong All the regrets we cannot take back We call ourselves the reckless youth Who watch the stars well past midnight And look for the familiar sight of home within the walls of our imagination Where reality slips into a blur of pink and orange clouds We don't merely call ourselves the reckless youth Because we decided to escape society and reality rather than ourselves **We are the reckless youth** Because we chose to be wise To be strong To be unique To be infinite
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Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 6:48 PM UTC
Reckless
We call ourselves the reckless youth Trying to figure out where we are and where we are going With lyrics tucked under our tongues that say more than our voices ever will Our sleepless nights that cause purple crescents to appear under our eyes And the words we replay in our head of past days We call ourselves the reckless youth Looking at the world through maroon eyes With empty bottles that we hold in our warm sweaty palms And the sheet-ropes we make to climb out of the windows at 3 in the morning With the uncertainty of tomorrow Whether we will wake up inside of our beds smelling of lavender Or in a field sprawled out among other teenage bodies reeking of beer With the memories of Christmas lights that are over-expired And of the kisses that won't mean a thing to anyone when the sun starts to wake us up with massive headaches Because worthless kisses are now more valuable to us Making up the ones our parents never gave We call ourselves the reckless youth Because our generation is made up of lost souls due to the words spat out by our foes And the scars that line the inside and outside of our bodies The scars that we hide behind smiles and stories that fill our heads But be careful of standing too close You might catch our disease That comes with the temptation of stealing out to the flowers that grow around campfires And the reminiscences of lust still stuck to the grass Where the lingering of fingers that caress the parts of us that are hidden from society We call ourselves the reckless youth Our lives making up pages in a novel consisting of skinny jeans and over-sized sweatshirts Of promises of better days that have yet to come And the sun that we are still trying to see through broken sunglasses The tan lines from the 7 am runs because the voices in our heads aren't going away We call ourselves the reckless youth Addicted to staring at computer screens and only turning away to measure our waists And when there is a constant fire outside our door We will stay inside always trying to create something new A life of fantasy A life to burn all of our memories of reality Because we are misused Misjudged We call ourselves reckless Not because we are not wise But because our wisdom comes from tidal waves of people crashing upon us tell us we are not good enough But the flowers in our hair are worth more then the diamonds that line her skirt We call ourselves the reckless youth When the adults tell us no But we insist on saying yes When we are not afraid of death We are afraid of living And at this pace we will be dead before we live Maybe we are wasting our time But time is a luxury we just cannot afford So we will go out Stripping our bodies of the loosely fitted clothes and dipping out naked frames under cold water Forgetting what made us tired What made us upset with the wilting pedals of all the things we did wrong All the regrets we cannot take back We call ourselves the reckless youth Who watch the stars well past midnight And look for the familiar sight of home within the walls of our imagination Where reality slips into a blur of pink and orange clouds We don't merely call ourselves the reckless youth Because we decided to escape society and reality rather than ourselves **We are the reckless youth** Because we chose to be wise To be strong To be unique To be infinite
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I hit the pavement so hard That even my bones bruised And now I look like an abused victim With patterns of black and blue Slowly turning green and yellow within time But little do you know That when you gripped my body for the first time You also threw me to the ground And my hands couldn't find the pavement before my body did So I was suspended in the air for a moment Trying to remember what it was like standing Before I fell for you
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Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 6:46 PM UTC
Pavement
It drags me under Then Spits me up onto the sand My lungs filled with seaweed and water Burning Making it impossible to breathe But panic isn't an emotion Its a friend A familiar presence Because the ocean has done this Far to many times For me to be surprised
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Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 6:46 PM UTC
ocean
I fell asleep fast And began dreamin of you slowly Remembering first your eyes And then the touch of your fingers Across my skin Your words stared off muted Only air and movements of your lips They increasingly got louder though A whisper at first So soft and kind But as they continued to grow My heart began to race And this morning I woke up From the screaming that escaped your mouth Causing my dream My memory of you Become a nightmare Scaring me into sleepless nights
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Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 6:46 PM UTC
Sleepless
We are far too different I live for the rush The danger and adventure You live with a plan The stability and foundation But yet we both yearn for the kisses That only come at 2am And the I love you's That have all the depth to them That there ever could When we are together The planets align And the moon calls our name I cannot think straight With your hot lips pressed to mine We are far too different Yet we are perfectly put together And I wouldn't trade you for the world
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Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 6:45 PM UTC
DIFFERENT
My vision is cloudy While my veins are filling with alcohol My body becomes numb With each cigarettes he hands me My headaches grow louder and louder From the memories of forever You burned down my walls I'll burn down your house I ******* hate you And I think you love it
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Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 6:44 PM UTC
Untied
We have to go Where we can smile And laugh Push each other around Without looking over our shoulders Getting approval from the others We have to go Get away from here Because our time is precious And too many people waste it When they are trying to find Things to fill it with We have to go Somewhere where time flows And we can sit and not have To remember anything Where all that's important Is the sun And the trees The grass And each other We have to go Because somedays We just have to find someplace Where we can just live
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Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 6:44 PM UTC
live
I am an addict with a pen I indulge my sweetest sin Cry for help although you can't hear me I only see you in my dreams now It's not enough Funny how things change How you decided to leave All you left me with was jealousy and rage
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Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 9:18 PM UTC
never enough