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Little by little
I come no closer to understanding
Why I long for closeness
(An introvert like me)

My friends might deny it
But I know
Why the dogs don't tug on their leashes
And why I never wave hello to their owners

There are moments when
I am reminded of a stranger saying
"It's difficult, huh?
Having a sister that's an extrovert?"

In the middle of the night I wake up thinking
"No, but what's difficult
Is wanting to be the best friend I can be
(An introvert like me)"
I used to be totally at ease with being an introvert (unaware of it, even) until I realized social success comes to people who are outgoing, and that's when I craned my neck to see if the grass really WAS greener on the other side. Guess what? It was.
My walls are crumbling,
My world shakes,
And Shatters in shards;
The stones they fall,
Raining down on my dreams,
As I find my throat and scream.

I thought of you today,
Of how you hurt me,
Of how I left you.
The days we loved,
And when I cried;
The days we stayed away,
*When I could finally find my smile...
The snow keeps falling
And it's too dangerous
To drive on the roads.

Everyone else is going
Home early from school
But I have to sit in this
Wretched classroom.

The roads are getting
Slippery and cars are
Getting in accidents but
I'm still stuck at school.

Don't they know that it's
Dangerous out there and
Getting worse each minute
They wait to let me leave?

So I’ll sit at this stupid desk
In this bland room and watch
The snow hit the window,
Dreaming of my bed.
 Feb 2016 Chalsey Wilder
Adele
I'm going to leave the ocean
where I spent my whole life mesmerizing
the million contours of the sun

Oh, look at those lovely birds sailing placidly in the sky
Farewell to the tides
that washed the feelings that I used to hide

I am saying goodbye to the embrace of the salted air
The gentle breeze that every day whispers 'stay'

No one can't find me
not even under the surface of where the crustacean's play

I'm leaving this ocean
just like how you left that day
I'm tired of drowning
knowing you're no longer here to keep me safe
Before you go off, play the victim and complain, just stop and remember. If it wasn't for me you wouldn't be who you are today.
sadness, madness:

to have your heart broken
and
to write about it
like it's the most beautiful thing
you've ever felt
and experienced
and
like it's the most beautiful thing
to feel

when it actually kills you.

— l. m
Life is too short to feel unappreciated with people who will never be satisfied who live by nothing but pointless lies.
Everyone's caught up in their own fantasies so why waste time with them?
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