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 Feb 2016 Day
Nevermind
Half Empty
 Feb 2016 Day
Nevermind
Who broke your happiness?
And chased your smile away?
Who stole you from me?
You look so sad these days
I'll listen to every single word
You'll ever have to say
To see that same smile once again
Glowing on your face
 Feb 2016 Day
Joyce
A heart full of dreams.
They linger in my mind.
Try to reach out.
Not afraid to make mistakes.
They are lessons we can
learn from them in every kind.
Never let fear get in your way.
It is just a thought we
could through away.
Live your dream.
They are yours to experience.
You can follow your heart
and find your own balance.
 Feb 2016 Day
Nara S
Untitled
 Feb 2016 Day
Nara S
I can't sleep wondering how

You might still be crying right now.

I did not know that such mere words

Could hurt you to the most.

It's raining right now

And I miss you oh so

Like a bee, longing for honey

Or like a baby, craving for milk.

I'll kiss you tired dried eyes

I'll kiss your soaking wet palms.

And I'll kiss your forehead too

Not because I have to

But because I want to.
We are all born
we all die one die.
Not just us,
but everything is out little universe
will fade away!
Why is there life,
to find out about it,
that is what life is about!
 Feb 2016 Day
Kj
Sunday Morning
 Feb 2016 Day
Kj
I bite my nails.
I bite them when I'm nervous
Or when they feel too long.
I bite till they bleed.

At least if they hurt,
Then I can forget about you,
Maybe for just a little while.


I shake around people.
I get so nervous
I can't hold pens in my hands.

Sometimes my heart beats fast
Much faster than it should
It makes my knees quiver.

I don't ever sleep
Maybe I'm up at 1:43 in the morning
Because I'm an insomniac  
Or maybe because I miss you

Mom says
I'm experiencing withdrawal.

I've never tasted beer.
I've never touched a hard drug.
But here i am
(163 days sober)
Recovering from being addicted to you

Addicted in the most innocent of ways
But now I've realized
You make a drug addiction
Feel like a Sunday morning.
 Feb 2016 Day
Kj
months
 Feb 2016 Day
Kj
It took me months to open you up,
And find all of your secrets,
And in those months,
You slowly changed  
We are to
We *were
 Feb 2016 Day
Kj
Burial Ground
 Feb 2016 Day
Kj
I am standing alone,
In a too-crowded room,
Between a fellow ex,
And your newest fad,
Finally I realize,
I am just another name on a list-
You never loved me,
I was just another conquest-
Nothing more than an insignificant battle
In the war of your life.
* But the battlefield has since become my burial ground.
 Feb 2016 Day
Kj
dating a writer
 Feb 2016 Day
Kj
dating a writer
is like guessing the weather.
you think you know what you'll get,
but you never do.

you never know
because

she'll create a hero
from your weaknesses

and she'll write a great character,
from every last flaw.

she'll create a thousand plots  
from your worst nightmares.

she'll take every last thing you hate
and create something you'll love.

she'll turn your anger
into confessions of adoration,

and she'll make you,
everything you're not.

but worst of all,
she'll leave you wondering-
is it you she's in love with,
or things she's created from you?

but here's the beauty of it:

if you date a writer,
you'll never die.
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