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linecaromia
18/F/Denmark Using poetry as a coping mechanism.
Why do i feel alone in a relationship thats supposed to be build on two people I have never felt lonelier than when i was begging for your attention Your effort to call or text or talk Your effort of telling me i am the only one for you When you said i was everything and more When it went from goodmorning i hope your day is amazing i love you so much To Goodmorning i love you have a nice day to Goodmorning i love you To Goodmorning love you To Morning ly To Gm To
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Apr 10
Apr 10, 2026 at 10:08 PM UTC
Goodmorning I love you
When she looks at me I forget how to breath When she smiles at me I feel like I fall Her short, fluffy, brown hair Framing her face Her hazel eyes Filled with stars I don’t know why I never noticed The way she smiles And the way she laughs But now I can’t get it out of my head
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Mar 8, 2021
Mar 8, 2021 at 5:18 PM UTC
She
I will never have the privilege to call you mine. I will never hold you in my arms. I will never kiss you. I will never have those long talks in the middle of the night with you. I will never wake up laying next to you. I will see you being happy without me. With someone that isn’t me. And I just have to accept that we were never meant to be.
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Mar 8, 2021
Mar 8, 2021 at 5:06 PM UTC
You will never be mine
I am feeling empty like the trees that have thrown off their leaves
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Dec 26, 2020
Dec 26, 2020 at 3:22 PM UTC
Untitled
Why do I feel empty When I've had plenty? Didn't know when to take the last shot Or when it was enough All I want to do is to give up No more strength in my body To lift a single cup Always trying to be someone I'm not I've grown tired of pretending And tired of existing. I am empty I am lost I am broken. I am sad and I am miserable But no one listens to me Please just listen to me! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! Please! Just listen to me.
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Dec 16, 2020
Dec 16, 2020 at 6:57 PM UTC
Please
I miss your eyes when they sparkle of joy I miss your smile when it lights up my world I miss your voice when you tell me you care I miss the thought of you just being there I'm longing for the feeling of your touch The feeling of being in your arms and knowing I'm enough I'm longing for you to pull me close And place feathery kisses on the front of my nose. I want you to lock your lips on mine And you to tell me that we'll be just fine I want you to hold me tight And to love me with all your might. I wish I could tell you how I really feel But we both have layers that we still need to peel Before I can open up completely And our encounters can be more than just briefly. I wish I could tell you all this Everything at once and not only in small bits I wish I wouldn't only imagine And that I would be your only attraction. Cause I can't stand the feeling of being far from you Yet I can't close the distance that's between us two Seeing another in your embrace I can't help the tears from falling down my face. Wishing your words were more than empty And that we'd talk when you had less than plenty But I guess my wishes will never be heard Leaving me to miss you with only half a heart.
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Nov 2, 2020
Nov 2, 2020 at 10:36 AM UTC
I miss you
The moment that I met you Was the moment I let myself Drown in your eyes And drown in your words Unable to breath But not willing to swim to the surface Scared of losing you? Or scared of losing myself? Why am I afraid? Am I actually suffering? The cold water is a comfort Flowing around me and hugging me Not being able to breath I can give up If it means I can be this close to you And let myself drown in your eyes The moment that I met you Was the moment I saw a light You gave me a smile And I saw something shine so very bright You gave me hope You gave me comfort You gave me a light You gave me something bitter and sweet. Sweet and bitter. Joy but still fear Fear of losing myself? Or fear of losing you? But why am I still afraid? Afraid of drowning? Not really Afraid of fighting and reaching the surface? Yes But why? Feeling the light slowly vanishing And the darkness creeping up Being ****** farther and farther down The surface farther and farther away up there somewhere. Why can't i swim? Even though I really want to?. I want to breath I want to fight I want to see and feel your light But i guess it's too late now It's dark down here. The water is cold And it is hurting my skin My lungs are filled with water I'm unable to breath I am afraid of drowning Now I know for sure I should have done this I should have done that I should have put my trust in you And given in to you. Now I have nothing left Now I have lost myself And the worst part is That I have lost you as well.
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Nov 1, 2020
Nov 1, 2020 at 9:43 AM UTC
Drowning in your eyes
The moment that I met you Was the moment I let myself Drown in your eyes And drown in your words Unable to breath But not willing to swim to the surface Scared of losing you? Or scared of losing myself? Why am I afraid? Am I actually suffering? The cold water is a comfort Flowing around me and hugging me Not being able to breath I can give up If it means I can be this close to you And let myself drown in your eyes The moment that I met you Was the moment I saw a light You gave me a smile And I saw something shine so very bright You gave me hope You gave me comfort You gave me a light You gave me something bitter and sweet. Sweet and bitter. Joy but still fear Fear of losing myself? Or fear of losing you? But why am I still afraid? Afraid of drowning? Not really Afraid of fighting and reaching the surface? Yes But why? Feeling the light slowly vanishing And the darkness creeping up Being ****** farther and farther down The surface farther and farther away up there somewhere. Why can't i swim? Even though I really want to?. I want to breath I want to fight I want to see and feel your light But i guess it's too late now It's dark down here. The water is cold And it is hurting my skin My lungs are filled with water I'm unable to breath I am afraid of drowning Now I know for sure I should have done this I should have done that I should have put my trust in you And given in to you. Now I have nothing left Now I have lost myself And the worst part is That I have lost you as well.
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Your eyes tell me how you really feel The once bright stars I used to see Are now lost in your blue eyes sea The glowing is gone And I know I will never have you The way that I used to
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Oct 31, 2020
Oct 31, 2020 at 12:25 PM UTC
Your eyes tell
Dear Mum, You gave birth to me so you are my Mum. You raised me so you are my Mum. You taught me things so you are my Mum. No matter what, you are my Mum. You are my Mama My Mutti My Mother and my Mum. You make me feel bad and guilty. You tell me what you bought for me and what you made me. You criticize the way I look and control how much I eat. You tell me when I gain weight and tell me not to cheat. You say I am no good, when I do something wrong. But you tell me you love me and that you only want me to be strong. Maybe I have stopped knowing What the meaning of love is. Maybe this is just your way of showing Thinking I'd give you cheers and happy tears. But you tell me not to cry. It makes You look weak. You tell me to **** it up And not to speak. Whenever something happens you stand by. You only watch while I apply. Concealer and foundation to cover up. On my skin another layer of makeup. Covering up the signs of sleepless nights Not showing to the outside what really happens at night. The blue and purple spots on my skin Caused by my own will and sinn. You wonder why my brother never calls Calling him ungrateful and starting new brawls. Not with him but with me Hating that he is living carefree. Free from your words and actions And free from your reactions. You say that you have it oh so tough. And that we give you a time that is oh so rough. You always awake my sympathy Making me a prisoner while you hold the key. We should be grateful to have a mother like you. That we’re not going through the same things you went through. You are so much better than your own mother And you most definitely are better than your own father. You might not do the ***** work yourself. But still I feel ***** hearing your words. Manipulating me left and right Making me shiver and cry at night. I have nothing left for you than feeling sorry. You could’ve done things different but instead you chose to worry. Worry about your image and what people say Too focused on having the perfect family image to portray. In a few years I will be leaving this place you call home I’ll finally be free and leave you to figure out your own syndrome. And one thing I know for sure is that my life Will leave you not being a mother but merely a wife.
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Oct 31, 2020
Oct 31, 2020 at 12:17 PM UTC
A letter to my mother
Dear Mum, You gave birth to me so you are my Mum. You raised me so you are my Mum. You taught me things so you are my Mum. No matter what, you are my Mum. You are my Mama My Mutti My Mother and my Mum. You make me feel bad and guilty. You tell me what you bought for me and what you made me. You criticize the way I look and control how much I eat. You tell me when I gain weight and tell me not to cheat. You say I am no good, when I do something wrong. But you tell me you love me and that you only want me to be strong. Maybe I have stopped knowing What the meaning of love is. Maybe this is just your way of showing Thinking I'd give you cheers and happy tears. But you tell me not to cry. It makes You look weak. You tell me to **** it up And not to speak. Whenever something happens you stand by. You only watch while I apply. Concealer and foundation to cover up. On my skin another layer of makeup. Covering up the signs of sleepless nights Not showing to the outside what really happens at night. The blue and purple spots on my skin Caused by my own will and sinn. You wonder why my brother never calls Calling him ungrateful and starting new brawls. Not with him but with me Hating that he is living carefree. Free from your words and actions And free from your reactions. You say that you have it oh so tough. And that we give you a time that is oh so rough. You always awake my sympathy Making me a prisoner while you hold the key. We should be grateful to have a mother like you. That we’re not going through the same things you went through. You are so much better than your own mother And you most definitely are better than your own father. You might not do the ***** work yourself. But still I feel ***** hearing your words. Manipulating me left and right Making me shiver and cry at night. I have nothing left for you than feeling sorry. You could’ve done things different but instead you chose to worry. Worry about your image and what people say Too focused on having the perfect family image to portray. In a few years I will be leaving this place you call home I’ll finally be free and leave you to figure out your own syndrome. And one thing I know for sure is that my life Will leave you not being a mother but merely a wife.
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