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 Jun 2019 SonLy
lyka
Mother
 Jun 2019 SonLy
lyka
I beg her to stop hurting me
As she digs the knife deeper
Telling me she loves me
Telling me she knows better

I beg her, 'Mama please'
But she's not listening anymore
In her eyes, I am only child
Still a child and nothing more
 Aug 2018 SonLy
Dee
You did, it did.
 Aug 2018 SonLy
Dee
I didn't believe you existed in the first place
But when you did
I had the crippling fear that you would not want me
To me, beauty and happiness were always incomplete
I didn't believe that salt water could damage paper
But when it did
It was though my eyes were true to life
Speaking words of sorrow yearning for you
 Aug 2018 SonLy
Ally Ann
I’m sorry to all the people
I hurt while I was hurting.
I know my skin
felt like shards of glass,
and no one could get close
enough to touch me.
My fingernails were caked with blood,
and I am so sorry
that I don’t know whose it was.
I am sorry to those I broke
with my razor words,
they were my own regrets.
They were used to cut open
my own insecurities
when I thought I had run out.
I was lost
in a forest of my own doubt,
the trees were too dense
to believe
in myself.
The only way to find my place
was with a paper cut trail
leading to my home of denial.
My brain was shreds of late reports
and missed deadlines,
and I was just an inkblot of a person,
all I could see was my own skeleton in the pages.
I do not know how to send this apology
without it soaked in my tears,
but I am sorry,
I
am
so
s o r r y
 Jul 2018 SonLy
soliana
she gave me her nudes
she was bare
and naked
and so out
and open
and i willingly
accepted it
because it wasnt the nudes
that showed her body
the physical aspects
that made her beautiful
it was the words
she didnt choose
and the spontaneity
that left her
either from her lips
or her fingers
or ink

she was as bare
as her nudes
and i accepted
her for her.
10:02 PM 5/1/2018
 Mar 2018 SonLy
trinity
suddenly
 Mar 2018 SonLy
trinity
i finally remembered what it was
to feel happy and content
instead of just "not sad"
the sun comes around more often
sticks around longer
it paints my world in colors more beautiful
than those it gives the sky because suddenly,
when my friends laugh , i can too
and i am loud again
and instead of walking, i skip
suddenly, instead of dreading the day,
i wake up to moments full of potential
and i worry less about every single thing i do
suddenly, being with people
is as invigorating as it used to be
once upon a time ago.
of course, the rain will come again
and the sun will leave with summer
and it is then, especially, that i will hurt again
but suddenly, i have hope.
story time! i've suffered from depression, and more recently, anxiety on and off for a few years. my parents can't afford to get an official diagnosis done, but in looking at my symptoms and consulting others, i think i may have seasonal affective disorder (or s.a.d.). of course, it's technically a self-diagnosis and i hate to be "that person", but this is just how i've been feeling the past few days as spring rolls around so i thought i'd explain about s.a.d. for some clarity.
 Mar 2018 SonLy
Kawaii M
Who am I?
 Mar 2018 SonLy
Kawaii M
Who am I?
This a question everyone will asked to themselves,
so here's my answer.
I'm quirky, creative, smart, and imperfect.
I'm lazy, a writer and artist.
I'm adopted and still growing.
I'm chinese and unique!
I'm me.
I'm Maggie O.
So ask this to yourself,
Who am I?
This reflects a message towards me about just being me! So, I hope this shines a message to y'all!
 Mar 2018 SonLy
Kawaii M
Dear Lover
 Mar 2018 SonLy
Kawaii M
Dear Lover,

I'm waiting for you.
I want you to make me laugh n' cry,
to make me smile and feel at home.
Give me affection and care,
and promise you'll always be there.
So to my dear lover,
I hope you'll find me soon.
Please enjoy!
-Maggie O
 Mar 2018 SonLy
Kawaii M
Tears
 Mar 2018 SonLy
Kawaii M
Flexible crystals streamed on my cheeks.
Their glimmer isn't bright nor happy,
The glimmering is of a sadness.
So deep and filled with sorrow.

The little raindrops still continue to flow.
The cold depression still hold on,
Choking the happiness out of me.
Bitterness overwhelming me.

You see my tears
Streaked across my face.
But you don't help or assist,

My life,
Now in shadows and darkness.
Will you sill help me now?
I'll mainly do poems that'll won't rhyme, but every now and then they'll be lyrical.
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