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syckamarie
27/F/Oklahoma
When I speak of youth, I do not mean the wrinkles under my eyes. I refer to all the moments That are so far away- The scents that I can barely taste. It’s all foggy now; My skin is baggy now How come they never told me How quickly You are no longer Young The world you were presented Is no longer the real one &all the cards you opened on Christmas Are covered in script From hands that are long gone When I speak of youth I speak of sunshine in the afternoon The whole world feeling brand new I speak of 90s movies in the living room My moms hair Spilling out of a clip A Virginia slim Hanging off her lips She sits on the porch With her legs crossed I lay in the grass After a bad round off I look up through the branches &see a cloud that looks like mountains My brother screams heads up As a football pegs me for a landing I sit up and cry My mom gets the ice My brother says to breathe That itll be alright I blink the tears from my eyes And when I open them You’re a thousand miles away I’ve got a 30 year old face And my son looks just like you But in a different way It’s been years since I knew you were okay I miss you everyday
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Aug 16, 2024
Aug 16, 2024 at 1:31 PM UTC
Youth
We are moments Bound by bones. Brought to life, By heart and soul. You are real though you are just a sequence of light. A hologram held still in my line of sight. Like guitar strings plucked, A vibration of life. You’ll echo through me Long after I’ve died. And soon we will be Consumed by time, Melted clocks over branches… Swept away by the tides. But I feel you now… In this moment, right here. You’re the only thing I’m sure of, So you’re the only thing I fear. Maybe if we Just stay very quiet, The world will keep moving And we’ll slip right by it…
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Jan 10, 2024
Jan 10, 2024 at 4:35 PM UTC
Hologram
Stop waiting for fair Stop trying to forgive Nature is beautiful And savage And in the end, Unbeatable She will continue With Or without you. She does not stop To tally the ways we've broken her She does not stop To try to understand our actions She understands That the motions around her Are out of her control And she simply has too much To keep in order To pay attention to us And though our actions Make her have to work even harder She does what she must And though sometimes it feels As if we are the ones in control We are but a chapter in her story A chapter that changes her Irrevocably A chapter that hurts her And takes her beauty To display on our walls But she does not stop to worry Or to remind us Of our roles. She simply continues on In the understanding That this world is hers.
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Apr 2, 2021
Apr 2, 2021 at 5:30 PM UTC
Nature.
Silence is like an old house. The longer it goes untouched, The more the damage spreads. The home was left last loved and filled with warmth. Laughter rang through the doorways, And the sturdy floorboards held us high. Much how I left you, with love and warmth and laughter. And when I said goodbye I thought that light would last forever. But just as the home grew weary in absence, Such did you and I. With no maintenance, the structure weakened as the days went by. And speaking again after so long, Felt as if I'd reentered that home. I placed a foot on the hardwood And expected it to not have changed. But the plank was soft beneath me now, And it no longer felt safe. I was shocked at this idea, That doing nothing Could dismantle everything. But in all those things I never said, The darkness was able to Crawl into your head, Because it was more comfortable Than the longing.
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Dec 24, 2020
Dec 24, 2020 at 12:48 AM UTC
Silence
Anxiety. Shes taken so much from me. I placed her on people And situations. But it was simply her and I, Our voices shaking. From the beginning, I tried to escape her. But she was so rooted Inside of me. My only release Was to turn it all off And trust the ground In front of me. Simple things, Simple moments, Became nightmares And real fears To look someone in the eyes And try so hard to feel absolutely nothing I could say it was the loss I could say it was that night But its not true On the best day With the best people She tells me I'll never be enough And I can feel it, I feel her right now. Its the only way she let's herself out I breathe Steadily Unsteady My heart races And slows So that I start to feel sick And you're looking at me Wondering What the hell im thinking And I just want you to see That I'm strong But she's winning As I sink And I plan for her arrival I look for the softest ground to land on I try to inhale the fresh air Until it fills my lungs But the room starts to fade And I know its her time I count to 10 But usually don't make it to 5 And when I wake To faces I've never known They look away and laugh And I just wish I was home. I pick myself up, Dust myself off And fight the urge to explain myself to the people that can't see her.
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Oct 26, 2020
Oct 26, 2020 at 9:03 PM UTC
Anxiety
The stress sickens me. It fights me as I swallow it down. Like tentacles sticking to the inside of my throat, Desperately trying to get out. How do others suffer in silence? How do they fight the tears away? I look in the mirror and do not know myself. I see only the pain. I see concern when others look at me. And even moreso when I pretend. The words could be the same words I used when I was at my best, But they do not translate how they used to, As my voice breaks and my heart beats out of my chest. I've torn every bit of skin from my nail beds And my mouth. I've brought blood to the surface More times than I can count. I do not wish for more relationships, Or anyone else to bring down. I simply wish that it would stay inside me Until no one else is around. I should lock myself inside these walls, Until I get back who I was. But I fear the longer I am alone, The further she will run. And when I look into my baby's eyes, I know I must allow it. All the judgements, all the concerns, And that there is no option to hide it. I will shred myself down to the bone And let them all see within. I hold my son close against me, And I know I would do it all again.
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Oct 26, 2020
Oct 26, 2020 at 9:01 PM UTC
The Fight
As he watched her walk past, I asked, "Did you used to date?" He shook his head, And said, "No we never dated, But I have clothes still at her house. And her mattress remembers the shape of my body. No we never dated, But her old toothbrush rests in the second drawer. And my mother misses her when she goes to their favorite store. She refuses to look at me when I'm out with you. And when you are gone, I know she will come. But no, We never dated."
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Oct 4, 2020
Oct 4, 2020 at 7:51 PM UTC
Modern Romance
Sometimes I panic to accept that you're no longer around, Until I see you smiling safe and sound. So I let myself have it: the time, the freedom. And it hurts like hell, But **** it's been fun. I've risen with the moon, And set with the sun. I've outrun time, And chanced my luck.
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May 12, 2020
May 12, 2020 at 11:24 AM UTC
Take Care
Just as the night can never be with the day, We are who we are, and that can never change.
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May 12, 2020
May 12, 2020 at 11:23 AM UTC
Forever
There's a time and place that you love me, And for that I should feel lucky. Though I crave it constantly, I know that's so unhealthy. So Ill let you go into all of your dimensions. I love you so, but have I ever mentioned how I also love the moon and the stars above the mountains? And the quiet as I swim through the lake in the early mornin... It seems I forgot how much I loved anything but you. Felt so wrong to pull away but If I could tell you the truth, Sometimes I like it better when you're gone, So I can put on my favorite songs, And get lost in the afternoon. I've been so scared for far too long That if I took the time You'd carry on Without me, And I'd be just a memory. But I think what I was really scared of Is letting myself fall out of love With the notion that I needed you To be all that I wanted to, And that I could be happy Without you beside me. So I begged you to keep me And put everything aside, To sacrifice what I had When I left myself behind. And though I do love you, I am so grateful that you left. I was never strong enough To lay us down to rest.
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May 8, 2020
May 8, 2020 at 11:20 AM UTC
Let you go