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Brooke Sep 2022
Some Days
I see you
Standing not far
from me
I don't know
how to tell you
I'm barely alive
Brooke Sep 2022
Leaves fall down
Dead
Reminding
Me
That I am
Not
Brooke Sep 2022
I don’t know how
to live
now that I want
to be
alive

How do I live
in joy
now that i have
survived
Brooke May 2020
It took falling into the ocean
To notice the beauty of the sky
It took drowning for a while to recognize
The necessity of breathing
It took letting you save me, to know
The measure of your love
Brooke May 2020
Am I nothing more than these thoughts that
I think?
Am I nothing more than the words that
I breathe?
Am I nothing more than the feelings that
I endure?
Am I nothing more than the scars that
I carve?
Am I nothing more than the times that
I try to end my life
If I am nothing more than all these things
Then why am I still alive?
Brooke May 2020
Take a look at the trees
The sunflowers, and things
all stretching towards the sun
In earnest desire

They twist and they turn
They bend and they bow
As they reach for the sun
Their source, of life

They might get burned
They might get drowned
Yet still
They hold their Ground

How I wish I was
Those trees
Bending not breaking
Growing, despite so many things
Brooke Feb 2020
My tears hit the floor
With every crushing word
You scream at me

Freezing me
Consuming me
Killing me

Again and again
Again and again
What day will my pain end?
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