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 Oct 2020 Ash
Chameleon
Nuts
 Oct 2020 Ash
Chameleon
Sometimes I feel such
painful, deep sadness that I want
to scream but because I am an adult
I just scream inside my head.
That’s not crazy right?
Yeah I’m totally fine.
 Oct 2020 Ash
Chameleon
I used to have interaction on here but for the past 6 months my account has had zero.
No one is seeing my writing. Please help
 Oct 2020 Ash
Chameleon
Always
 Oct 2020 Ash
Chameleon
What is wrong with me that I still love you?
I still love you more than a singer needs to sing.
More than a painter needs paint,
more than flowers need the rain,
more than Bonnie loved Clyde,
more than the sun needs the moon.

If you called me up and said, “come back”
I would drop everything.
I love you even though you are why I hate myself.
 Oct 2020 Ash
Chameleon
Long after
 Oct 2020 Ash
Chameleon
I’ll still love you long after
we’re gone.
When we’re just two names forgotten
with time.
Yours will stay wherever mine goes.
Wherever that is.
I’ll find you again.
 May 2020 Ash
Loveless
Bleed
 May 2020 Ash
Loveless
And over time,
My pen stopped bleeding
But my heart didn't
 May 2020 Ash
Triste
A Kinder Cup
 May 2020 Ash
Triste
In a world
Full of spiteful and degrading
Bottle of remarks
May we be the humble
And upbuilding
Cup of gestures
Inspired by the words of Ray Bradbury
 May 2020 Ash
Pilar Orozco
f
 May 2020 Ash
Pilar Orozco
f
Everything I’ve ever written about you
Forget it
 May 2020 Ash
FS-30
Anxiety
 May 2020 Ash
FS-30
Anxiety feels like I’m not the real me.
The real me is locked in a cage
And I don’t have the key.
 Apr 2020 Ash
欣快
hit with the brush of heat and the super likes
i light my cigarette and lean on my phone and
a 90s volkswagen parked next to a brand new prius
tell me don't make me wait forever, superman
is this what you want, things are changing all around us
and i could have sworn i was doing okay (finally) when
i was without you, before i even noticed your eyes
i was with trevor after class and i could've sworn
you opened your locker after i caught you staring at me

today i walked outside without your hand in mine
and i didn't know what to do with it at all
not speak of such conviction that i think the same thing
that i could be better not knowing what you're doing
who you're seeing, who your sleeping with in cold calculation
the revenge of symbols rearranging themselves
into a broken heart, summer's round the corner
and i'm wasting away thinking about you again and again
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