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21/M time will tell
I was hoping we'd get along After I made you a playlist of songs So I sink back on the sofa and shut my eyes But you seize & enkindle my lids And I fell, regret, and yelled last year And I know you've been through & received   Far worse than the displeasing playlist
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Dec 1, 2018
Dec 1, 2018 at 11:32 PM UTC
I Made You a Playlist Of My Least Favorite Songs
There’s some knowledge you need to hear of how I feel I remember the images of my dreams and they’re all of you I’m dealing with some demons and you’re helping me heal I live in my own world, your eyes are my sun and field I always look to women with respect when carrying the shield Loss is the leash on my depression as we’re increasingly real Seeing you crumble is a weight but your stories are heard Please feel assured, because I care for you the most And I need you in every sense of the word You are the vision in every poem I’ve ever wrote Anger can’t defeat the distance or keep us afloat Keep relieving my pressure to maintain the goal My conscious is only in-line when you speak your soul We’re taken somewhere we have never been before Everything has an end, but at least peak through the door Only time will tell whether my choices were wrong Either way, where I’m going, I’m taking you along
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Jul 17, 2018
Jul 17, 2018 at 10:33 PM UTC
Note to Jasmine (the most beautiful image)
I'm leaving soon, I feel as if everyone in the room knows that As of late, this social life has been left abstract I have seven bucks to buy a screwdriver in my backpack No note, a grisly souvenir, place me somewhere to nap It'll be years before they know their god isn't the only atheist Some energy for living past seventeen, I may need it Dolo, going no place, heaviest burden, built on glass Nobody wants this bitter boy unless its on a server I can't recall any memories of me telling my inner fervor If there's an abbot, I'm carrying his baggage no further Since you can't be afraid of what you already endure Ending with a newer sun, sleeping with my phone before I enter
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Sep 17, 2017
Sep 17, 2017 at 7:45 AM UTC
Staten Run
The basin drains her polluted blood as wine envelopes morose Every minute is a memory, onset of her blanketed comatose Vying in a fog of icons and myths, words always fail them From every misread evil that is disposed of improperly From every neighbor or friend eternally mute again From every gilded pattern that leaves a cuff for the eyes From every fetching barroom, where all such nadir lies
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May 14, 2017
May 14, 2017 at 10:30 AM UTC
Meraki
This day was fused with difficulty and a newer sun The only note this night can end on, is a bad one In the rush I fell further from life, poor fortune seemed impaled The crude white's new and improved hypocrisy had been scaled A restless heart burns beneath these bones with a trembling sigh As I'm identified, it hits like vesta when these loaned emblems tie
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Apr 22, 2017
Apr 22, 2017 at 8:06 PM UTC
Lacuna
I'll helm Twisting my midnight switchblade To somehow bruise the living space To find it, will take less than a survey I'll helm With lips red and badly broken Enveloped in doubt and omens So we can be vastly interwoven
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Feb 12, 2017
Feb 12, 2017 at 8:34 PM UTC
Pretty Little Distance
Sitting at home alone with a regret infused past When I may as well be asleep for the week Sometimes a day or two can pass Then i'll know what I should have said
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Feb 12, 2017
Feb 12, 2017 at 8:27 PM UTC
Sleep
Allowing our lungs to wane Upon the school's rooftop Watching these good times disappear Like tears in the rain
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Feb 7, 2017
Feb 7, 2017 at 11:52 AM UTC
Alma Mater
Coughing up tales, of which hundreds exist Regretting us and misreading my transcript Displaying a shade of default dismissiveness False bereavement is what you're equipped with Your visage remains a rivulet, negating encrypted lips As you spew nix, levels of sanity collapsed when you loosened it
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Feb 7, 2017
Feb 7, 2017 at 11:32 AM UTC
Endure
Possessed Warring within the wind Aped by a flush, you unveil a plash Flaunting us a stygian, hazy gore Left weaving a susurrus blether With shards prodding your throat
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Jan 29, 2017
Jan 29, 2017 at 9:48 PM UTC
Lay At Rest