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Brittany Sep 2014
I want to paint with all of the colors known to man
I want to get all of my feelings out
I feel as though I am trapped inside of myself
Trying to find a way out

I'd rather stick to writing
Painting just doesn't work for me
I feel it is easier to say how you feel
Rather than show it
  Sep 2014 Brittany
Elizabeth Kelly
I've got my feet
to carry me

and my legs
to stabilize.

I've got my arms
to embrace whatever comes my way

And my hands,
to hold onto that which inspires me.

I've got my face
to turn toward every challenge;
to challenge every turn.

And I've got my heart
to house me when the weather is bad
and there is no where else to go.

I've got my brain
to present me with options

and my mind
to present me with decisions.

And above all,
I've got my soul.

With its infinite complexities and contradictions,
it is the glue that holds the pieces in place.
It is the curiosity that asks the questions
and it is the bravery that accepts the answers.

I've got my soul
to carry and stabilize;
to embrace and hold on;
to accept and challenge;
to comfort and protect;
to ponder and decide;
to ask.

To answer.
  Sep 2014 Brittany
Charles Barnett
My friend Murphy knows all kinds of things about everything.
Like the chemical composition of LSD and how to dance ballet.

He told me once that there are an infinite number of universes,
where each possible variation in life has happened and I think
it's kinda funny and I think it's kinda sad

that I'm stuck in this one
Brittany Sep 2014
I know you feel unloved
I know you feel that no one cares
I know you want to die

But know that I love you with all of my heart
Know that I will always care
Know that if you die, I won't last long after
Unloved loved care caring die
  Sep 2014 Brittany
Hannah Anderson
How dare you think you have the power to take your own life.
You are loved,
you are worth it.
  Sep 2014 Brittany
hannah
the halls are filled with
awkward jawlines,
the smell of cigarette smoke
and strong perfume used by the
girls with blue eye shadow,
"hurry up!"
"ew who are you?"
"*** did u see what shes wearing?"
the noisy classroom seems to
just stare judging everyone in
its path,
"im sorry okay im just trying to fit in"
"that's the problem your not trying hard
enough"
you see i don't like school, but hey
who doesn't but my reasons a
little bit different, i want to
study, learn some new math but
can i take out these disgusting
judgmental people and maybe
i'd start liking school.
h.d.
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