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tahnna13
tahnna13
19/Non-binary i like chocolate chip cookies and stargazing / they/them
i hate when you say things that sound like me in another language things i know i've said in another lifetime maybe even this lifetime maybe i've said them to you i hate it because i have already fought myself a million times i always lose i hate it because i know how weak i am and i know how much it hurts to be me i hate to see you mirroring me walking in my shoes on my drive home from work today i started crying thinking about how a week ago i had a plan i told you about it kinda i said it like it was a joke but i had a plan to dive off the cliff by my old house the one where my brothers grew up its about a 200 foot drop from that cliff to the water i did the research that’s far enough to do it you were the only reason i didn’t this might be a stupid comparison but when i watched a star is born last year i hated bradley cooper for what he did for leaving and hurting his loved ones when he had such a beautiful love and a beautiful future he had come so far and he let it all go why? last week, if i hadn’t thought so hard before starting my car i could’ve done the same
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Jul 15, 2020
Jul 15, 2020 at 1:28 AM UTC
love poem?
tonight i am ***** i am stained by unwanted hands i want to lay in the bathtub and let the water soak it all off to scrub at my skin until it is gone to let a new, clean layer take its place every voice is his voice weathered by the years, who knows what it sounds like when i close my eyes, every touch is his touch i shiver beneath it i am afraid of softness of beautiful brown eyes of shy smiles and ‘im sorrys’ and whispers of ****** hair i am just plain ashamed tonight i am wearing a shirt to bed and pants and socks that go all the way up my legs tonight i am sleeping faced away from my mirror surrounded by empty ice cream bowls hurting just like the good old days.
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Aug 15, 2019
Aug 15, 2019 at 12:04 AM UTC
august 14th, 8:57pm
the night in november when he took me from me i always remember it all the other times bob up and down in the sea that is my mind but that day is steady it is always there the red it is burnt into the backs of my eyes the red of my shirt the red of the chair he ****** me over the red of my blood, persistent the sting was red the sky was red that day has gained power with time after it happened i just showered and went to sleep numb but since it has become as sure a presence as the sun in the sky no one can touch me no one can look at me if i never let anyone close, no one can take me from me again
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Aug 14, 2019
Aug 14, 2019 at 11:43 PM UTC
scarlet
i wish i could hold the things that hurt you in my hands so i could crush them like dry leaves they would crumble to dust between my fingers and i would blow them away in one breath off to somewhere they can’t reach you
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Jul 21, 2019
Jul 21, 2019 at 1:24 AM UTC
untitled
i am eighteen years old i am overgrown grass and wildflowers the smell of dust, and crumbs on the couch i am too slow and too fast at once some people can’t keep up some people don’t have the patience to wait the girl i love is the smell of new shoes she has pretty blue eyes and a pristine little smile i love the way her hands feel my best friend is the world after rain they are everything i wish i was and everything i’m glad i am not at once
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Jul 18, 2019
Jul 18, 2019 at 1:59 AM UTC
yet another unfinished attempt to pin down exactly who i am
i am not the daughter my father wanted. i am too apologetic and too aloof. i am not the daughter my mother wanted. i am too damaged. i think i always will be. i am not the granddaughter my grandmother wanted. i am not girl enough. not even close. my legs are too hairy and i don’t like boys enough and i’m too blunt. i am not the best friend my best friend wanted. i am too self centered and full of excuses and just too much. i am not ever enough for anyone. i will never be the person my loved ones want me to be. i don’t even know who i want to be. just when i thought i had become a person i could be proud of i look around at all the people i’ve majorly disappointed, and i realize that i can’t win.
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Jun 27, 2019
Jun 27, 2019 at 2:26 AM UTC
on failure
no more speaking i know you love to drown me in your words but hush breathe me in let the silence fill the room like oxygen embrace the nothing let my lips tell silent stories hold still and you may understand
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Jun 27, 2019
Jun 27, 2019 at 2:18 AM UTC
hush
when you touch me i am pink lemonade in the fall your fingers whisper promises on my skin i believe each one
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Jun 26, 2019
Jun 26, 2019 at 3:19 AM UTC
love poem
you are the rumble of thunder danger and pain and power and thrill yet strangely comforting you make my insides feel happy and cozy but full of adrenaline a perfect mixture of feelings I never knew I needed you are the opposite of love you are cold and bitter like stormy winds but inside you make me feel something that resembles love and that feeling strikes me with electric fear as hard as I try, I cannot get rid of it so I will embrace it I will lay in the grass with my arms above my head my shirt unbuttoned halfway so the rain can kiss my skin and the lightning can dance closer and closer I know the pain it will bring me but I don’t care I am going to enjoy this life while I have it
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Apr 11, 2017
Apr 11, 2017 at 1:54 AM UTC
the perfect storm
my heart is too full and too empty all at once I have too much love to give and not enough space to receive I worry too much my head is always spinning always plucking the petals off of flowers they love me, they love me not… and yet I continue to fall in love constantly even after having my heart broken over and over and over until I no longer remember what it feels like to be loved only to give love away until I am an empty balloon lying helpless on the ground alone
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Mar 20, 2017
Mar 20, 2017 at 2:14 AM UTC
about me