Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
runwithme
runwithme
20/M/at peace I'd like to think someone will read these.
it was 28 days we kept track of every single minute we talked every day then, you moved on. meanwhile, i'm still stuck on the fact that you touched my shoulder and held my hand
0
Jun 2, 2018
Jun 2, 2018 at 6:35 AM UTC
28 days
I still reminisce about that night, that we stayed up And laughed, joked, and loved each other one more time
0
May 21, 2018
May 21, 2018 at 8:32 AM UTC
that night
if you could do anything, if you could have your questions answered, if you could, make him or her love you, why would you do it? the feeling of your finger tips on me, it is it is other worldly. if you could, for a moment, open your eyes and see what they see. how they see you then maybe you would know why i depend on you. if you could tear between the lining of the water and the air to set yourself free of the burdens you already have if you could claw your way out from 6 feet under to breathe peacefully for once in your life, would you? to see everything around, the air the streets the signs all of it.
0
May 20, 2018
May 20, 2018 at 10:09 AM UTC
dreams die young
i feel, apathetic right now i feel, emotionless right now and it's scary. it's scary to feel, nothing, i tried to preserve my innocence as much as possible, but, in what i've seen, throughout childhood, my innocence was like gutted and killed. and that also is pretty scary cuz i feel like along with innocence, things go hand in hand, like happiness, and love and i think moments of love don't last forever but, nothing lasts forever. but in the moment, love and sharing it really, it puts you in a place like, kinda like another dimension where, you and this other person can, let loose and do anything. i like, text this girl and uhm, it's scary to say the least, cuz i don't want to admit that i depend on her, but i do and depending on someone is scary because they might not depend on you so you just, are stuck, waiting for this person to call back, when they have other people in their life. and i'm really antisocial, so i don't have many people. and like, i just feel scared for my future. it's really messed up cuz you get so lost in someone. that the only way to get out is to just, delete them. because you can't really delete people from real life. i mean you could, and it's ******* horrible.
0
May 20, 2018
May 20, 2018 at 9:39 AM UTC
writer's block *****
i'm sorry to the girl i yelled at because i was angry i sat staring at the call back button thinking about how much of an ******* i was and all the words i can't take back
0
May 20, 2018
May 20, 2018 at 9:09 AM UTC
to the girl in pink
And the class was silent, As Mr. Rodis' life entered through my mouth And exited prematurely through the back of my cranium And there is a hole left there. Where words enter, but never leave. And my hands are ripping at the seams I'm sorry.
0
May 17, 2018
May 17, 2018 at 12:45 AM UTC
To Mr. Rodis
the phoenix he helped create, out of control boy without a dad, shot the gun that woke me up in the morning, while i drove into his driveway repeatedly calling. your white shirt is now red and the polaroids are drenched in butane my sweaty hands gripped the steering wheel as if i let go i'd fall my temples felt non existent and i tensed up at the dinner table death sat across from me, and my parents told me to love her because she was part of the family and she only visits at times now you fly in peace, i hope, my friend, a man can't avoid what he's meant to do, when he's meant to do it, even if he doesn't really want to,
0
May 12, 2018
May 12, 2018 at 3:40 PM UTC
soil
This poem is dedicated to 3rd grade, Politicians everywhere, The San Diego Padres, And everyone else who keeps ******* up my **** I am not allowed to have feelings Feelings would complicate this I am Nothing but a, Stupid stuttering complaining ******* So do you mind If I wrap my arms around you, just so I can say That I am holding on to something that I won’t let go Because I have trouble letting go And yet My hands slipped because they were sweaty and I was nervous, And I dropped my courage and my thoughts. So give me Will Toledo’s voice And Rhiannon McGavin’s stage presence I am not allowed to have feelings Feelings would complicate this Because I am nothing, But a chameleon And I try to stay invisible but in that attempt, I end up standing out And looking like a black sheep among white sheep in a herd Have you heard? With this new update, he can unsave all of your messages All your "I love yous" and all your "Hellos" and "Goodbyes" And you are just messaging nothing I am not allowed to have feelings, Because feelings are stupid, and it feels too stupid to mention, So do you mind if I whisper words into your ear? So I can say My secrets are trusted with the most trustworthy person I am not allowed to have feelings Feelings would complicate this I am nothing but, A god Because every time I open my mouth I create, No, no, no, not the Garden of Eden But the garden of even And odd sentence structures that make phrases and paragraphs That are said so magnificently that I have the last laugh Unless you want the last laugh Because I’ll give you anything To love you To hold you To say simples punchlines that make you smile because seeing you with that unconfident frown made feel like I have to do something I, Care, And, Love, You.
0
Apr 28, 2018
Apr 28, 2018 at 6:32 PM UTC
Chameleon
This poem is dedicated to 3rd grade, Politicians everywhere, The San Diego Padres, And everyone else who keeps ******* up my **** I am not allowed to have feelings Feelings would complicate this I am Nothing but a, Stupid stuttering complaining ******* So do you mind If I wrap my arms around you, just so I can say That I am holding on to something that I won’t let go Because I have trouble letting go And yet My hands slipped because they were sweaty and I was nervous, And I dropped my courage and my thoughts. So give me Will Toledo’s voice And Rhiannon McGavin’s stage presence I am not allowed to have feelings Feelings would complicate this Because I am nothing, But a chameleon And I try to stay invisible but in that attempt, I end up standing out And looking like a black sheep among white sheep in a herd Have you heard? With this new update, he can unsave all of your messages All your "I love yous" and all your "Hellos" and "Goodbyes" And you are just messaging nothing I am not allowed to have feelings, Because feelings are stupid, and it feels too stupid to mention, So do you mind if I whisper words into your ear? So I can say My secrets are trusted with the most trustworthy person I am not allowed to have feelings Feelings would complicate this I am nothing but, A god Because every time I open my mouth I create, No, no, no, not the Garden of Eden But the garden of even And odd sentence structures that make phrases and paragraphs That are said so magnificently that I have the last laugh Unless you want the last laugh Because I’ll give you anything To love you To hold you To say simples punchlines that make you smile because seeing you with that unconfident frown made feel like I have to do something I, Care, And, Love, You.
Continue reading...
52
Our fingers graze each other. Past like every morning, It's happened so many times without progress, That, I'm worn in. We're touching but not quite. I almost walked into ongoing traffic, not paying attention But your arm grabbed hold of me and told me, We can't function unless we are in each others presence Loving you makes it easier to be human Loving you changed me, made me a new man. When I die I don't wanna be a ghost I wanna be a stranger Cuz then maybe I won't make the same mistakes And hopefully, I won't say the same things **** this town and **** my ***** hands When you're strange, if they like you then they gotta be stranger But they're just strangers I want to find a home wherever you are because home is a place where you find solace and peace and honestly you bring me solace and peace. I wanna find a home in your lips. I wanna find a home in your front passenger seat. I wanna find a home in your bed. Would you be kind enough to let a stranger in? Maybe.
0
Apr 23, 2018
Apr 23, 2018 at 5:47 AM UTC
Strangers.
Match off Burn the cigarettes Read my eyes, tell me my regrets **** I got depression I got ************* passions My mother was asking, I'm a burning mess I'm a disaster Don't you dare lay a hand on her unless you ask her I hate all these cowards These addicts This magic I hate all the pillagers Who destroy my villagers I hate the rapists, and abusers and catcallers Cause when I get my hands on you You're gonna be running and falling Off of the edge of your world Don't think you'll get away with it You ******* idiot. AHEM Sorry, I got carried away there, Hey Mr. Internet, Thank you, You saved my life in February, yea Thank you, Because of the internet I got an audience, To hear the stupid **** I wrote down In class on a sticky note with my red pen Thank you, Because of the internet I got a bunch a friends But because of the internet I got a bunch of mood swings And I'm losing grasp of things **** the internet I love the internet I love this girl I'm talking to, through A screen But is that real love? Because we only know each other's words and not our voice But is that really a choice, Man, I'm ****** up. It's ****** up because like You get so lost in someone That the only way to get out Is to just, Delete them Because you can't really delete people from real life But you can And it's ******* horrible
0
Apr 21, 2018
Apr 21, 2018 at 2:55 PM UTC
February (internet)