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wordsandfrostbite
you started off as a young strappy soldier filled with life fresh meat on the battlefield you start fighting and continue the battle. but the injuries you suffer begin to drag you down it hurts but you don't have time to heal. you grip your rifle and aim you hold onto a helmet for protection and you keep going, and going. the war finally ends and maybe you won, maybe you lost. you look around at the bodies littered on the ground of people you killed of comrades you loved at the once beautiful terrain now rugged with trenches and craters at the cities you couldn't protect that stand as piles of rubble. and then a deadly calm just settles over you and you just continue to exist, but nothing seems to matter anymore and you're just waiting waiting for something that will never come maybe it's for your body to heal maybe for the friends you lost maybe for the earth to stop smelling like gunpowder and blood for it to grow back into the forests and cities you remember and you're just waiting.
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Feb 6, 2019
Feb 6, 2019 at 2:03 AM UTC
war is like life
"i wanna be in the company of people i love and just like chill playing smash or just sleeping and napping laughing together watching movies together something that doesn't involve too much movement" - a text from a friend
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Jan 28, 2019
Jan 28, 2019 at 1:35 AM UTC
chill
dear life, please stop giving me lemons. i'm spending all my days squeezing, mixing, chugging this lemonade. please, let me try some sweet apple juice for a chance. im tired of the sourness. respectfully, me
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Jan 28, 2019
Jan 28, 2019 at 1:32 AM UTC
a letter to life
i look so good on paper every fiber every inkling tells a story my story. i look again hoping i'm okay on paper as i write and write my stories whose stories again? i look again at the paper and sigh. nothing.
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Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 1:54 PM UTC
nothing
i fell in love today. with a brush of the hand, and a glance, i fell. my heart flutters- sputtering, murmuring, remembering. i pick myself up.
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Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 1:52 PM UTC
love.
all i have is gentle sadness to ease my pain singing songs and watching rain wish i had you to hold but i’m alone and i'm so cold
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Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 1:51 PM UTC
gentle sadness
is just a goodbye before the dreams come reality fades and the world you know is swept away
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Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 1:50 PM UTC
good night