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olivia-peters
you have stars on your ceiling that glow in that darkness that you loved so much and I think your favorite color was green or orange and I thought ignoring you and not talking to you would be hard but oh god it's so easy and that scares me but I remember when you told me everything from who you had a silly little crush on to your biggest fears and now it's been months since I've talked to you and not hated myself for giving in
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Mar 4, 2015
Mar 4, 2015 at 9:23 PM UTC
letting go
my parents may be disappointed in me my bones may ache and my friends may hate me but none of that hurts compared to what you did to me
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Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 12:28 AM UTC
12:28 a.m. February 7th
dying is a get out of jail free card you can be as bold as you want and not get into trouble for it
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Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 11:44 AM UTC
I love you
the devil isn't evil or frightening he's beautiful and appears as an angel the most contagious laugh that you have ever heard big hazel eyes with freckles that scatter his skin like the night sky he makes you love him when and he doesn't even try adventurous and curious smart and humble the pain that he brings is unbearable because as soon as you love him he's gone
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Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 6:01 PM UTC
what it's like in hell
“What are we doing?” “What do you mean?” “We’re dying on the inside on the opposite ends of a telephone call. We act like there is nothing wrong and just hope to God the other doesn’t hear the hurt in our voices.” B.C.
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Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 3:59 PM UTC
Telephone Call
im in love with cities I've never been to and people I've never met
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Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 3:57 PM UTC
strangers and road trips
getting on a plane in a month makes me want to never come back
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Jan 14, 2015
Jan 14, 2015 at 11:39 PM UTC
Untitled
I can't remember what it feels like to wake up feeling ready for the day but instead I feel the same tiredness that put me to sleep at four in the morning
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Jan 14, 2015
Jan 14, 2015 at 11:29 PM UTC
Untitled
while all my friends are making fantastic grades and excelling in sports and arts, I can barely comprehend my own thoughts into words
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Jan 14, 2015
Jan 14, 2015 at 11:27 PM UTC
word soup