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 Oct 2015 Elizabeth
Jane
Mine
 Oct 2015 Elizabeth
Jane
You're like snow,*
beautiful but *cold.
Maybe,
we could be
 Oct 2015 Elizabeth
NV
18.
 Oct 2015 Elizabeth
NV
18.
it's sorta kinda my birthday today.
and i know i should be happier than i am right now.
but truth is, i'm not.
i'm pretty much depressed to be honest.
but not that it matters though.

i really just wanted to thank all you bloggers for giving me pieces of your heart,
the kindness and motivation that makes my world seem like a better place at times.
because if there's one good decision i've made in life,
it would be opening up myself to all of you.

this space has made me feel heard.
this space has made me feel wanted.
this space has made me feel loved.

and just in case you didn't know,
every one of you,
makes a difference,
every time.
and i know i don't know you - but i love you anyways
 Oct 2015 Elizabeth
NV
msg delivered
 Oct 2015 Elizabeth
NV
01:52 am
have you ever asked yourself like why you so lonely?*

01:53 am
or empty?

that maybe you give too much of your essence to people and never leave any of you for yourself

01:55 am
i know i do

02:05 am
and like that's maybe why i get so attached to humans

because in them,
i find myself


02:07 am
i need to change, because things shouldn't be this way

02:10 am
but it's hard sometimes you know, when most days you don't leave the house because you feel unworthy of the space you take up

02:16 am
so you'd much rather disintegrate into soil because you've become all too familiar with people stepping over you and admiring the outcome of your beauty but never the roots of your pain

02:19 am
i spend so much effort watering people in order for them to grow and hardly get enough sun shine to feed my own soul

02:25 am*
because i don't know how to do anything else but care for everyone but myself
When the air
is brightened
by a visit

It welcomes
this new
presence

Abiding in
its own
sweetly deep
silence

This sunlight
has its own
delicate
sound
©Elisa Maria Argiro
 Oct 2015 Elizabeth
J Valle
I keep waking up. In the middle of the night, with your name on my lips, the feeling of your lips on my skin. I keep dreaming of you just to wake up alone, longing for the night just as much as I longed for you. I keep thinking about how I'll tell you about my day when I finally see you, hoping to see how your eyes lighten up when you talk about your day, worshipping your smile and everything you do.

I keep thinking one day you'll finally come back.

I keep forgeting you left without saying goodbye.
 Oct 2015 Elizabeth
J Valle
Silent
 Oct 2015 Elizabeth
J Valle
There is a silence
That hides under the table
As we speak.

There is a silence
Hidden between every word
We fail to say.

There is a silence
Embroided in the words
We shouldn't say.

There is a silence
That crashes with every blink
As I cry.

There is a final silence
When you get up and leave.
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