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mya-kaylee
mya-kaylee
She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.
If only you knew, If only you could understand, The one thing that means so much to me. Love. I love you. Its not traditional, But its true. Its love. Love is love, And details aren't important. I love you. I hope, This is my one hope, That you love me too.
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Apr 20, 2014
Apr 20, 2014 at 8:51 PM UTC
Love
Love is suicide, Loving you is emotional death Hyperventilation, Cardiac arrest There exists no life without you I am crippled by the absence of your warmth Struggling to be free from thy love Whilst chained to the ground.
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Apr 20, 2014
Apr 20, 2014 at 8:51 PM UTC
Love
The idea of love is so beautiful but the execution, so dire.
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Apr 20, 2014
Apr 20, 2014 at 8:50 PM UTC
Love
Today I woke up and all I wanted with my entire being was for someone to be there next to me to tickle my back. That's all just someone to tickle my back. Most days I'm totally okay with being alone but it's moments like this when I crave the company of another. To be able to call them in the morning and ask them to come over for the day. And lay in bed all day watching Disney movies wrapped up in each other, exchanging light kisses and inside jokes. Because there is nothing better than having your back tickled and nothing worse than there being no one to do it.
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Apr 20, 2014
Apr 20, 2014 at 8:50 PM UTC
I Love Getting My Back Tickled
you said that you love it when it rains. little did you know that it rains whenever i shed a tear. maybe that's why you seem happy even if i'm hurt; you enjoy whenever i cry. and i'll always end up exchanging your sorrow for my euphoria, in hopes of you loving the rain— me, my tears, and my pain.
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Apr 20, 2014
Apr 20, 2014 at 8:49 PM UTC
love the rain—love me
Another day, and another night. Yet, my heart is still broken. It feels as if i'll be this way forever.
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Apr 19, 2014
Apr 19, 2014 at 6:08 PM UTC
broken
Is this love? This contradicting bliss? This feeling of being stepped on and having no one to help with this? How do I stay happy? Why am I still content, Having someone to love and someone to resent? Is this love? Is this love? Why'd this happen to me? Is this love? Is this love? I'd rather not know This is love that's been holding me. I'll stay in your life As long as you let me. It's not what I imagined, But it's better than nothing. I'm content with my life as down as it gets. I'm happy for you, you can say it's a safe bet.
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Apr 19, 2014
Apr 19, 2014 at 5:56 PM UTC
Is?