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pushthepulldoor
pushthepulldoor
"When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it’s not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end." / / pushthepulldoor.tumblr.com / instagram : pushthepulldoor
Broken body bound together by brittle rubber bands. Little girl picks up the pieces and they crumble in her hand. She puts the bits together of whatever's left whole that she can. Compress the bits to make me stand. Still standing, only showing half of what I am.
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May 25, 2021
May 25, 2021 at 9:21 PM UTC
Identity Crisis
I felt far away in my own front yard, because I saw the moon and thought of Antarctica and how it's supposed to be the coldest and loneliest place on Earth. Yet, I couldn't burn the image of your face from my mind as I wondered if I'd feel less alone in Antarctica, than I was standing beside you. You're the coldest and loneliest place on Earth.
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Feb 25, 2019
Feb 25, 2019 at 3:30 PM UTC
Untitled
I fall in love with every person that I meet.
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Jun 24, 2016
Jun 24, 2016 at 2:58 AM UTC
10 word stories
the heart beats whether we want it to or not. it beats while we sleep, while we cry. it pounds while our fists do the same against each others walls. trying to break something down. our hearts beat us til the day we die. the rhythm is seemingly perpetual once you notice it and only when our time is up does it stop. when im with you i know im alive. my heart feels as though its going to beat right out of my chest and into your hands. it seems as though thats its true home. you hold what beats me most so i beg you to be gentle, lest it breaks. i know thats cliche but you see, this beating that i take every day is all i have to keep me going. its all i have to remind me im alive and when im with you it flutters uncontrollably and im left doubtless that this isnt a dream
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Jun 24, 2016
Jun 24, 2016 at 12:13 AM UTC
"the heart beats itself to death"
I tried to forget But you grew roots around my ribcage And sprouted flowers just below my collarbones All day I pluck their petals But I have not yet ascertained Whether you love me Or not.
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Jan 26, 2016
Jan 26, 2016 at 9:50 PM UTC
Ascertained
For the first time In several months I have felt an emotion That isn't resent For another human being. I am thinking of one of My truest friends. One of my main confidants In all of life's turmoils. And this emotion is sad. I am sad because she truly Believes that her path is set, That this is the only way. She is self loathing and she is sad. She is brave above all else But she is also a coward. I wish more then anything For her safety In these approaching times. They will not be easy For anyone.
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Nov 16, 2015
Nov 16, 2015 at 4:21 PM UTC
My Marine
If you still care Don't ever let me know. If you forgive me For breaking your heart And for leaving you behind In that ****** town Of addicts and death Don't ever let me know. I'm coming to visit During the bitterest month And if you see me Don't say hello. I'll never forgive myself. I'll never let you know. I'll always love you. I'll never let you know. I'll never let you know. I'll never let you know.
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Oct 27, 2015
Oct 27, 2015 at 3:22 PM UTC
this doesnt matter anymore I was just lonely
so you're disappointed that you're disappointed and maybe that's to be expected some folks make beds out of their catharsis differently than others it's this list of things you lost in the fire or how jealous you are of people who never came back up for air you're crying so the faucets leak out of solidarity & someone asks you why the floor is wet so you tell them "we've been weeping here forever" then they want to give you a mouth full of presupposition by saying "are you going down with the ship?" & you look them in the mouth like Leo is handcuffed to a pipe five decks down you look at them like you just woke up from that dream everyone has where all their teeth fall out maybe it's an intervention a hearse vs station wagon origin story a clearance sale & everything's gotta go or maybe it's the dream where you're at the docks from your childhood and there's a little girl unmooring all the ships because she thinks they'll float away but every time she unties them they just sink                                         they just sink
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Mar 20, 2015
Mar 20, 2015 at 2:51 AM UTC
whispering the wrong parts
He stands on the edge, Looking at the world in front of him. He takes a deep breath And slowly, he steps off. He's falling to the world below. Falling Falling Falling ......... He gently touches the ground. He looks up, And feels the rush run through his body. He closes his eyes and let's the fresh air touch his face, And it's where he wants to be.
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Mar 20, 2015
Mar 20, 2015 at 2:42 AM UTC
The Rush
I remember back, to the time when I was numb. All the way back to one of the darkest times in my life, I remember the face of the boy who shined through my darkness. I remember the first person to make me feel again. It was one of the most excruciating things I'd done... feeling again. You were like the ocean, and I, a grain of sand. It felt like you ripped me out of my comfortably miserable little beach and swept me out into your sea and proceeded to drown me. But you had no idea of the effect you had, you were just being the sea. I remember the first time I met you, my gaze swept right past. And then you spoke. You made me laugh, and it hurt to laugh but it felt so right. Even on my darkest days, you'd be there to make sure I could smile again. You'd always do everything you could to pull me out of my pit. You became my best friend and I fell so hard, oh how I fell. That's what hurt. I wasn't allowed to love you as I'd wanted to. You had your girlfriend and she was so sick and she needed you. I watched you, dying to make her better. You didn't sleep. You barely ate. I noticed the etches on your wrist and my heart shattered. There was nothing I could do for the boy I loved. I wish there had been something I could have done for you and for her. It's been years since I last saw you. I still think about you all the time. I don't think I could ever forget you. The one I couldn't have. The one I should've had. We would have been so good. It's funny.. I know you loved me too.
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Mar 20, 2015
Mar 20, 2015 at 1:46 AM UTC
Jesus Christ that's a pretty face.
I remember back, to the time when I was numb. All the way back to one of the darkest times in my life, I remember the face of the boy who shined through my darkness. I remember the first person to make me feel again. It was one of the most excruciating things I'd done... feeling again. You were like the ocean, and I, a grain of sand. It felt like you ripped me out of my comfortably miserable little beach and swept me out into your sea and proceeded to drown me. But you had no idea of the effect you had, you were just being the sea. I remember the first time I met you, my gaze swept right past. And then you spoke. You made me laugh, and it hurt to laugh but it felt so right. Even on my darkest days, you'd be there to make sure I could smile again. You'd always do everything you could to pull me out of my pit. You became my best friend and I fell so hard, oh how I fell. That's what hurt. I wasn't allowed to love you as I'd wanted to. You had your girlfriend and she was so sick and she needed you. I watched you, dying to make her better. You didn't sleep. You barely ate. I noticed the etches on your wrist and my heart shattered. There was nothing I could do for the boy I loved. I wish there had been something I could have done for you and for her. It's been years since I last saw you. I still think about you all the time. I don't think I could ever forget you. The one I couldn't have. The one I should've had. We would have been so good. It's funny.. I know you loved me too.
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