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I love you.
I truly do.
For all I've put you through and made you ask "Do you even love me? Do you??"
I'm sorry.
I love you so much.
So much to the point where I'd rather not tell you how I feel because I know that it would break you.
I can't show you the things that I go through.
The demons I face.
The never ending race.
The situations that make my heart beat race.
Because I truly love you.
i cant let her see the real me. because there shouldnt be a reason that im feeling this way. i love you nena.
You and me alone
Madness of world locked away
Peace and quiet reigns
another haiku. i was thinking of my grandma. ❤️🕊️
I know you're looking at me,
but you don't see me
wanting me in the moment,
but not to stay,

this wound on my skin, it aches. . .

exposed, my naked soul
telling you, dress me
we jump without direction,
just tell me when, don't tell me no

unkept promises, plans we didn't make. . .
I know there is no destination,
no road trips, no airports that suit us,
this wound is walking alone, with me, chasing you. .

I want to dance with luck,
and for it to tell me that you see me,
that you're coming back.
But its already stepping on my toes,
always a mistake from getting it right, failing you, failing me.

We know its wrong, but we always insist, on returning.
Knowing that everything breaks, everything aches,
telling you to sew me, back together,
just tell me, if you love me, how much? Because I'm losing strength.
you say you're doing this for us, but its just for you, and that's okay.
I tie myself up, in these memories. .  

We all have that person that tore us into a million pieces. . .
that makes us "rebuild ourselves" alone,
I want to be able to breath, I know I have to,
I want to change my mood, I long, I want to learn to love again. .

I know you look at me, but don't see me,
because if you did, you would not break me,
I prefer a wound on my skin, a cut on my arm, death,
for I say tomorrow ill be fine,
but I cant forget,
doubts keep killing me,
my soul is naked and exposed, it shows on my face
it begs dress me, dress me, dress me,
love me. .
I'm sorry
I’ve always wondered—
if I spoke more,
smiled more,
would I still seem scary?

Would my words
come out soft,
or sharp like they imagine?

Even I don’t know
why I wear this face.
Maybe I’ve forgotten
how to take it off.

Or maybe,
I’m just afraid
you won’t like
what’s underneath.
I hardly think about you
Except when the music plays
And I realize that no one else
In the whole wide world
Knows the lyrics
But us...
Once or twice a day is not that much, after all...
In the quiet of my room  shadows creep  
A heavy heart  a soul that weeps.
Time ticks slowly like a fading light  
Each breath a burden  each thought a fight.
The mirror shows a face I barely know  
A reflection of pain  a heart full of woe.
Whispers of darkness fill the air  
A lonely echo  a deep despair.
The memories linger  like ghosts in my mind  
Happy moments lost  so hard to find.
Friends and laughter  now distant and pale  
In this heavy silence  I feel so frail.
I write my goodbyes on a crumpled page  
Words spill like tears  a heart in a cage.
I long for peace  for a way to escape  
But fear grips my heart  a tight  aching shape.
The stars outside seem to dim and fade  
A world without me  a choice I’ve made.
But deep down inside  a flicker remains  
A whisper of hope  amidst all the pains.
I think of the love that I might leave behind  
The faces that cared  the ties that bind.
But the darkness is loud  it drowns out the light  
And I’m lost in a tunnel  no end in sight.
I remember the laughter  the warmth of a hug  
But shadows are heavy  and the world feels so snug.
I wish I could see the beauty out there  
But my heart feels so tired  too weary to care.
In these final hours  I search for a sign  
A glimmer of hope  a reason to pine.
Yet silence surrounds me  a blanket so cold  
I long for a story that’s yet to be told.
So here I stand  at the edge of the night  
With a heart full of sorrow  and dimming light.
But if someone hears this  if someone can see  
Know that you matter  and you’re not just like me.
Though my journey is ending  yours has just begun  
Hold on to your dreams  face the rising sun.
For life can be heavy  but love can be found  
Seek it in shadows  let hope be your sound.
Used to know you
I don't now
Not sure that I want too
Negative to the max
If its Depression
Talk to a professional
I take my leave temporarily
Don't want to walk in tbe path you folllow now
Your used to bes got up and left
Doom and gloom
No Thanks
i’m fine 6.21.25 (1:59 pm / 13:59)
mhm. yes.
i
i- i was okay
i’m okay yes
yes i’m fine i’ve always been fine

it's just that im standing in the middle of a maze right now
and everyone else seems to have their ball of yarn or whatever
and im just standing there alone no one will help me

yes im fine it’s just that i feel like im going to die
right now
i am going to die
maybe that would be okay maybe everyone would be better off
with me dead

dont be sorry for me, maybe it’s good no one will help me
find my way
i ******* deserve this
ive been trying to be fine for so long i dont know how much longer i can do this why is it so hard to be happy?
i met you almost
two years ago
i hurt you
while scrambling
through my own pain
trying to find my way
through a dark maze
with a haze of ache

you got caught
in my rage of
a crossfire
i realized
i actually liked someone
trusted them so easily

i was angry
someone actually
made me laugh
made me smile

the hurricane
was a category five
you took shelter
far away from me
my tears dripping
from the sky

two years after
the hurricane
we are just recovering
there is life again
there is growth
there is laughter
there is happiness
there is light


there is a second chance
 6d bleedingink
B
Phantom drops of blood
Rolling down my leg
I feel it getting closer
To my knees and ankle true
What ever will I do
When the phantom reaches ground
And spreads it all around
That I am not unwell
But too far now to tell
It's not the pain I long for
But that phantom drop of blood
To make my legs sore
You do not sneak a peak
Without feeling that drop
Rolling down your body
Never will it ever stop
For the scars do not disintegrate
Only the blood
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