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it was dark and tender
my dad next to me
I was five
so free
at the driveway
we be

at some point
of the night
we looked upon the sky

I don't know why

we looked at the north
I saw a star so bright
with the colour of light

I looked him in the eyes
and said
“that's…grandpa”
flying so high

he said “no”

that's the northern star
it will always be
the brightest of them all
it's there when you seek
a guide to peek

when you've traveled so far
where no one can fish
when you wonder
‘Is this… ?’
or
‘What if…?’’
remember the star
that's it
An evening in the driveway of our house with my father...

I can't remember many of my memories...
I used to remember all the bad things, now I've forgotten them too, but I still remember this one.
sharp black villain lines
you use them in rhymes
they exist in every shape
the reason of fame
when they call out your name
people call them letters
the base from a language

but we know better
than describing the weather

cause I read your poems

and everyday I want
more…
please

give me more
I'm addicted to your words
please

let the words roll
spit them out
lay band-aids
to the wounds

you're busy I know
but maybe,
just one for the show?
please

last poem
you posted
is a gift
but still I wish
for more

one more

I'm almost feeling
like a creep
behind the tears
when silence weeps
behind the fears
when demons speak

behind the thoughts
where I have fought

but still I ask
for “one more poem”
behind the mask

but let me get this clear
we're just
strangers
so don't feel anxious
you can ignore me
but I'm sorry
I will overthink
rethink
every LETTER
that came out my mouth
sorry I didn't mean to shout
yes, NF can be proud
that line can be found
“when I grow up”

sorry

I'm talking to much
using the maximum of letters
this could be better

but please
could you write
one more poem
for you

and for…
a little tiny ghost
who loves every word
One more poem?
Am I here for a purpose?

Do I really have a reason to be?

Why can't I see it?

Why doesn't it call me?
death in books
it changes my mood
maybe even
how I look

it reads like it's real
I just wanted you to heal…

these days
I've watched you die
though we didn’t even say
goodbye

but did we
ever say hello?
I'm sure you did
but I think
mine didn't fit

I've watched you die
on the couch
you didn't know me
you couldn't even see
someone was there
right next to you
listening free

I've watched you die
my eyes went crazy
always thought I was shady

don't trust me

I spy on you
never talk
only stalk
read your mind
so I could find
a great light
something bright

empathy
for you

they say it was right there
where you've died
on the other side
but I know

I've watched you die
on the couch

all I have of you
are words
letters
together
in chapters

I've watched you die
but you still exist
Don't you?
your name holds a story
you don't have to worry
I remember
I remember...

Sammie McCoy died of illness: het geheugenboek by Lara Avery

Annie killed: meisje vermist gevonden by Stefanie Sybens

Megan Harris car accident, hit by car: hou me niet vast by Wanne Synnave

Parker Bennet suicide: hou me niet vast by Wanne Synnave

Madame Manec natural death: all the light we cannot see by Anthony Doerr

Werner Pfennig stepped on bomb: all the light we cannot see by Anthony Doerr

Sall Sigh killed: a good girl's guide to ****** by Holly Jackson

Andie Bell choked on *****: a good girl's guide to ****** by Holly Jackson

Bianca Di Angelo sacrificed: the titan curse by Rick Riordan

Zoe nightshade: the titan curse by Rick Riordan

Luke Castellan sacrificed: the last olympian by Rick Riordan

Jason Grace sacrificed: the burning maze by Rick Riordan

Stanley Forbes/Jack Brunswick killed: good girl, bad blood by Holly Jackson

Rue Brownlow sacrificed: the hunger games  by Suzanne Collins

Augustus Waters died of cancer :The fault in our stars by John Green
i knew that i felt love when i met my bestfriend.

i knew that i felt love when i met my first pet.

i knew that i felt love when i heard my new favourite song.

i knew that i felt love when i went to my first concert.

i knew that i felt love when i met one of my favourite artists.

i knew that i felt love when i hugged my mum.

i knew that i felt love when i sat down and ate dinner with my family.

love isn't just romantic.
it can be platonic.
and sometimes
it's even more special that way.

let yourself be loved,
and love other people
and things you enjoy.
date wrote: 8/8
love is all around. feel it. let yourself.
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eliana
Everyone tells me I'm gorgeous
That I have stunning features to die for,
But I must have gone blind,
Because I can't see them anymore.

When I know they're being honest,
I still think it's a lie,
I look into the mirror
I'm so ugly I want to cry.

I see a disabled person,
Or someone who's lost their arm or knee,
I see much potential in them
But can't see it in me.

Why is it my vision is impaired?
And I can't marvel at what others view
Why do I contend with myself
And see so much beauty in you?
What I see at my school - everyone thinks everyone is more beautiful than them.
  3d CantSeeMe
eliana
Things get hard I tell them I'll figure it out
In reality I don't know if to go right or left
Can't move a single step without being
Reminded of the pain I felt
Two step Forward
Five steps back
Sometimes I don't know how to react
I'm use to fighting
Story of my life
But let me be because I'll be alright
Mind out of body
Body out of mind
Forever I'm thinking that will be my kind
And that's just fine
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