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writingxne
writingxne
drown me with words
this feels like losing and it tastes like giving up
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Nov 18, 2018
Nov 18, 2018 at 2:14 AM UTC
Untitled
hi i just want to remind you to keep going you'll get out of your winter soon spring will come i hope you'll find strength and warmth within these words if not, i hope you'll find it elsewhere just strive and thrive for a little bit longer it'll get warmer eventually
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Jul 20, 2018
Jul 20, 2018 at 2:14 PM UTC
Untitled
what do you call that hurt you feel that is less than a heartbreak? you know the one that you can't categorize as heart wrecking pain but still makes you want to rip your heart out? the one that makes your heart hurt just enough so that you can still carry on with your daily life but still enough to keep you up at night it's like a cut that will not make you bleed but will still leave a scar it will scar and remind you of someone someone who showed interest someone who caught you off guard someone who made your heart flutter someone who keeps you up at night thinking about the endless what ifs what if you had given it more time? would the cut be deep enough to bleed?
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Jun 5, 2018
Jun 5, 2018 at 4:10 AM UTC
thoughts that keep me up (no. 1)
and once again, i'm stuck trapped in this loophole of disappoinment and unhappiness it's like an endless routine where i'm standing still watching everyone go and grow while i'm just here, stuck inside the void inside of me and once again, i'm stuck trapped in this loophole stuck at the lowest point again (repeat x times)
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Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 11:25 AM UTC
s t u c k
a bittersweet scent fills the air some are blissfully unaware trap on their own world for two some are filled with despair trap on their hearts reserved for /you/ some are questioning what they have some are still holding on the past some are just barely holding on the pieces some are clawing their way out some are confused, some are clueless some are waiting for a surprise some are wishing for anything at all some are hurting, some are hurting letters, flowers, chocolates, surprises let me show you my love oh no we're just friends this doesn't mean anything you know that you didn't have to I wanted to thanks but... I understand When will my time come?
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Feb 17, 2017
Feb 17, 2017 at 11:09 AM UTC
Just Another Day
Let her go because all that hurt isn't worth it and we both know that you're only holding on a ghost admit it, she already left months ago How can you call it love when you've been hurt over and over again Aren't you tired of the same act that she plays she's not even a good actress Aren't you tired? You deserve happiness and admit it you won't ever find it with her I hope that you realize your worth don't waste your love on her
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Jan 10, 2017
Jan 10, 2017 at 8:53 AM UTC
To You & Your Hurt
"she's not like other girls" she'll probably give you **** when you say that to her she's not an exception she believes in every girl's beauty she believes in the splendor of the world her eyes sparkle with wonder her feet itch to wander her heart soars for all that is beautiful but she also believes in all the ugliness of the world her eyes shut with horror her feet refuse to stand up her heart breaks for the sake of humanity she will not comply to your standards because she'll sometimes be inadequate or because defiance will appeal to her more she does things in her own quirk and pace she'll heat water and make coffee then put in the fridge to let it cool she'll wait for the weekend just to waste her time in bed she'll throw a party when she reach a certain age just because she thinks it's a good number she'll be distant for a couple of days she'll come back eventually she'll just wander through her solitude she's pretty but not that pretty or so she thinks she wears a crop top but then gets bothered whenever a bit of skin is exposed she swears to only wear neutral clothes but lets her mother buy her some color she admires other people's body but is still in the process of loving her own she pours water to make the glass full she sips just enough to make it half empty maybe that's why her lips are chapped she's different just like everyone else she's no chosen one she is not destined to save the world or anyone except maybe herself she's not a special snowflake though sometimes she think she is she is not an exception she is not an she is not she is she
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Jan 8, 2017
Jan 8, 2017 at 2:35 AM UTC
unconventional
"she's not like other girls" she'll probably give you **** when you say that to her she's not an exception she believes in every girl's beauty she believes in the splendor of the world her eyes sparkle with wonder her feet itch to wander her heart soars for all that is beautiful but she also believes in all the ugliness of the world her eyes shut with horror her feet refuse to stand up her heart breaks for the sake of humanity she will not comply to your standards because she'll sometimes be inadequate or because defiance will appeal to her more she does things in her own quirk and pace she'll heat water and make coffee then put in the fridge to let it cool she'll wait for the weekend just to waste her time in bed she'll throw a party when she reach a certain age just because she thinks it's a good number she'll be distant for a couple of days she'll come back eventually she'll just wander through her solitude she's pretty but not that pretty or so she thinks she wears a crop top but then gets bothered whenever a bit of skin is exposed she swears to only wear neutral clothes but lets her mother buy her some color she admires other people's body but is still in the process of loving her own she pours water to make the glass full she sips just enough to make it half empty maybe that's why her lips are chapped she's different just like everyone else she's no chosen one she is not destined to save the world or anyone except maybe herself she's not a special snowflake though sometimes she think she is she is not an exception she is not an she is not she is she
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i'm forcing words out just to fight the /lonely/ but it doesn't work nothing ever does not even twelve hours of sleep not even chocolates or sweets not even countless cat videos nothing ever does not even when i'm surrounded with people the /lonely/ doesn't leave company makes me more solitary lying in bed alone at ten in the morning feels the same as being with people but just faking happy heck the former is more comforting so tell me how do you heal this /lonely/ how do you break free from its chains i've been a captive for so long i don't even remember how to not be who even am i without the /lonely/ but these days i can't even function properly i'm sinking deeper deeper deeper words used to make me stay afloat but now they're just w o r d s and i can't find salvation anywhere so tell me how do you fight this /lonely/ tell me before it completely drowns me
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Jan 6, 2017
Jan 6, 2017 at 10:21 PM UTC
/ l o n e l y /
thank you for coming into my life for knocking on my closed doors i'm sorry for the days when it seem like there's no one on the other side, for the days when i forget that i'm not alone i know that you also get those kind of days, when ghosts come uninvited and i'm sorry for not being there but i also know that you're strong and capable of chasing them away you're one of the strongest persons i've met (but you're also one of the most fragile) i'm thankful that the universe conspired for us to not only meet, or cross paths or be acquainted or settle for what we already had but also to be more than that more than i ever thought would be possible maybe it's just you and your persistence that tied our constellations together but it's bigger than that, it's bigger than us he's bigger than the universe and its conspiracies and i thank Him everyday for the gift of your existence i often wonder if my impact on your life is as big as your impact on mine i know that it's not you're surrounded by all these wonderful people and i'm happy that you are just remember that i may not be the first person you will run to but i'll always be here for you and i will always support you in whatever you do in wherever you go in whoever you choose to be or to be with i will always support you *or not if it'll probably be something you'll regret after* i have a bad history with friendship i am filled with distant memories from strangers with moments from the time of what once was it's sad and i don't want that to happen to us i hope not because i want to be there in your future i want to be part of your future you're one of the brightest constellations i've seen (even on your bad days) and i want to witness your good days your best days the days we've always dreamed of, the unforgettable ones the ones that doesn't involve school and tiring routines i know that we'll make it i wish you all the happiness and fewer sad days i also wish you love may you find it at the right place at the right time from the right people and from yourself because you are not as terrible as you think you are you are loved, you are wanted and believe me— we are thankful for your existence, i am thankful for your existence (and i hope that this day will be one of the unforgettable ones)
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Dec 10, 2016
Dec 10, 2016 at 12:04 PM UTC
to the sweetest
thank you for coming into my life for knocking on my closed doors i'm sorry for the days when it seem like there's no one on the other side, for the days when i forget that i'm not alone i know that you also get those kind of days, when ghosts come uninvited and i'm sorry for not being there but i also know that you're strong and capable of chasing them away you're one of the strongest persons i've met (but you're also one of the most fragile) i'm thankful that the universe conspired for us to not only meet, or cross paths or be acquainted or settle for what we already had but also to be more than that more than i ever thought would be possible maybe it's just you and your persistence that tied our constellations together but it's bigger than that, it's bigger than us he's bigger than the universe and its conspiracies and i thank Him everyday for the gift of your existence i often wonder if my impact on your life is as big as your impact on mine i know that it's not you're surrounded by all these wonderful people and i'm happy that you are just remember that i may not be the first person you will run to but i'll always be here for you and i will always support you in whatever you do in wherever you go in whoever you choose to be or to be with i will always support you *or not if it'll probably be something you'll regret after* i have a bad history with friendship i am filled with distant memories from strangers with moments from the time of what once was it's sad and i don't want that to happen to us i hope not because i want to be there in your future i want to be part of your future you're one of the brightest constellations i've seen (even on your bad days) and i want to witness your good days your best days the days we've always dreamed of, the unforgettable ones the ones that doesn't involve school and tiring routines i know that we'll make it i wish you all the happiness and fewer sad days i also wish you love may you find it at the right place at the right time from the right people and from yourself because you are not as terrible as you think you are you are loved, you are wanted and believe me— we are thankful for your existence, i am thankful for your existence (and i hope that this day will be one of the unforgettable ones)
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*Words could be a dangerous thing. Once they are said, they can’t be forgotten. But what’s more even dangerous is the idea of ‘you’ Once, you felt home but soon became storm. Love stories could be a wonderful thing. Once they are read, they can fascinate us. But our story wasn’t perfect as everyone would expect, It narrates how you put me into dark abyss of loneliness. Songs could be a powerful magic. Once they are heard, they give meaning to everything. Yet our song consists of sad melody and unsaid words, It is pleasant until it drowns you. And like a photograph that captures everything, That is supposed to be kept on your pocket. But our photograph isn’t worth to keep I’d rather let it carried by flood along with your memories.*
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Dec 8, 2016
Dec 8, 2016 at 6:40 PM UTC
B l u e s