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seeeeeemore
seeeeeemore
17/Other/South Africa ahhhh, I'm dying, maybe.
somedays I wish that we still talked days pass by without a word from you I see you, but you don't see me your eyes runaway whenever I look into yours is it because mine are red is it because you don't want to be read sometimes my words grow legs and jump out of my mouth before you complete your sentence I'm sorry, I see your shadows in the sky I'm behind my time I think my peers think I'm lame but they wouldn't say it to my face nobody wants to talk to me about feelings nobody wants me to be the keeper of their secrets secret meetings about the secrets that don't know me I wish I could be your milk and honey
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Feb 4, 2018
Feb 4, 2018 at 5:39 PM UTC
somedays
trying to sleep in hopes of dreaming, craving to dream of the thought, that thought of thinking of the thought of self believing and self healing, my heart be bleeding with every beating, eating up the feelings of feeling depressed and depleted, life is heated in hell at least that's how I felt
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Feb 3, 2018
Feb 3, 2018 at 5:31 PM UTC
dreaming, I think
grey cotton candy fills the skies the blue hues in the rain drops fill me from within tainting my mood, now I just want stare at the moon I'm a sad man filled with madness, I melt from the light exposing my darkness or exposing where my light stems from
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Feb 3, 2018
Feb 3, 2018 at 5:27 PM UTC
grey