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"my life is four walls of missed opportunities poured in concrete molds."
on certain days like these i actually enjoy breathing hearing the sound of the leaves moved by the wind seeing the colours of the sky blue with white strokes of clouds and pink streaks watching the sun slowly falling to lighten up another part of earth spotting the birds flying towards any destination they'd like to go for some reason on other days all these details seem to annoy me how the leaves are screaming how the sky changes so quickly how the sun's departure darkens us how birds can fly away when they want to and i am jealous i envy leaves, for they move so carelessly back and forth i envy the sky for changing his colours without changing its beauty i envy the sun for always being the light in the human life i envy the birds for their wings if i had any wings i'd have flown away by now
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Sep 13, 2015
Sep 13, 2015 at 4:41 PM UTC
mood swings
it hurts so badly and i don’t know how to make it stop do i simply cut myself open hoping it will flow out of me? do i simply smash my head hoping the thoughts will cease? do i simply sleep hoping i will take a trip through the Lethe? do i simply cry hoping the pain will leave with the tears? i’m burning up and water won’t put out this fire raging within me
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Sep 11, 2015
Sep 11, 2015 at 2:49 PM UTC
in dubio