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Keara Marie Sep 1
Make someone smile everyday, but never forget that you are someone too.
Keara Marie Aug 11
I write because it makes me feel like someone's listening.
Or am I finally listening to myself?
Keara Marie Jul 18
My body is still birthing,
But nothing is to show.
The little life that was to be
Left my body days ago.
My body is still bleeding
Like a casualty took place,
And I mourn the ever-lingering loss
As I imagine a what-if face.
My body is still weeping
Even if no tears are cried.
Despite the plastered grit and grin,
My pain feels impossible to hide.
My body is still broken,
At least that's what I perceive.
What should have been your safest place,
Instead leaves me to grieve.
My body is still aching,
Shuddering, and unkind,
Leaving in place of your still life-
A heartbreak for the rest of mine.
Keara Marie Jun 7
People hurt us and we put the blame on love.
Keara Marie May 31
Even in the chaos, don't forget to love.
Keara Marie May 24
I am still learning to go back and reread my own chapters without the feeling of wanting to set all of the pages on fire.
Keara Marie Apr 8
2 in the morning my mind is on you.
4 in the morning and it still hasn't moved.
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