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 Apr 2021 Eman
Sophia
I'm afraid so
 Apr 2021 Eman
Sophia
She was a thrifted sweater and denim and jersey knit sheets
Pizza breath and red wine and toothpaste
Alabaster skin and knotted hair and freckled shoulders
A tangible dream and my favorite good morning
She agreed to let me kiss her and I agreed to let her slip my shirt over my head before she became
Blood and tears
"I trusted you" and "I’m sorry"
Midnight poems and a drunk "I need you"
I’m afraid I loved you like the way I wrote
 Apr 2021 Eman
venks
rare aesthetic
 Apr 2021 Eman
venks
grey skies, the same daily routines
feeling numb most days
like a tree collapsing after a storm
stable on the outside
but broken inside
thus impossible for people to see

sleepless nights
late night texts
my brain like a carousel
never ending thoughts
getting to know someone
already thinking of not being enough

seen messages
waiting to be replied
well, darling you feel
waiting, knowing its useless
well aware you don't define me
my worth is out of your reach
 Apr 2021 Eman
Kairi
The same moon
 Apr 2021 Eman
Kairi
We see the same moon
You and I
For one, it's shining brighter
For another, yet a sigh ...
 Apr 2021 Eman
Glenn Currier
I hear the wind
whipping through the freshly-leafed elm
its long sonorous undulating chord
is as light as sunbeams
as alive as the spring saps
rushing wildly up the redbud and pear
eager to burst out of their limbs
into green glory.
 Apr 2021 Eman
Erika
half empty
 Apr 2021 Eman
Erika
i spend my days
pouring myself into the cups of others

only to find that
when it’s time for myself
to take a sip

all that’s left
in my cup
is the remainder of a girl
who gave too much
self care is extremely important. most days I fight my depression by putting smiles onto others faces, but forgetting about my once bright smile.
 Apr 2021 Eman
imber
sera
 Apr 2021 Eman
imber
the evening is my favorite time to exist
really, you can find so many reasons to live if you just insist
try to breathe in the clear air, exhale the smoke of a filled day
holding on is what I want you to do at this point, please just stay
 Apr 2021 Eman
julianna
a note
 Apr 2021 Eman
julianna
I didn’t see it ever stopping
I wanted to be free
When will nothing hurt anymore?
I grew tired of guessing and failing
This is why I did it
I was tired and burnt out
Even my gut reminded me with a stabbing pain,
Reminded me of everything I would never and could never be
So with this note
I set myself free.

Don’t try to follow,
You’ll learn to live without me.

P.S. Your love was always enough. I had always spiraled so quickly, it was just too hard to catch myself this time.
Don’t worry about be, I’ll be fine I’ll be fine I’ll be fine
 Apr 2021 Eman
ryn
Martyr
 Apr 2021 Eman
ryn
Like the moon
who diligently makes way
for the coming suns.

(And at a time, most unfortunate.)

He saw fit,
to loosen his grip...

And watched his heart
fall and turn into a million
ruby shards and splinters.
 Apr 2021 Eman
shepard david king
What does this life desire of me,
that it granted and
then removed,
the knowledge of perfection?
leaving me striving,
writhing,
shivering unceasingly,
in my saddened, bursting,
hacking and hackneyed chest
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