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 Nov 2015 Jellyfish
Ashley Nicole
It is so much easier to love you
Than myself
I don't exactly believe in that saying that you have to love yourself before you can love someone else. You can love someone with every ounce of your soul and still look in the mirror and loathe yourself.
 Nov 2015 Jellyfish
ThePoet
They don't know how it feels

to awake every morning,
and all they can wonder is
why they had even awoken

They don't know how it feels

to pick up all of their pieces,
and put them back together
but still feel like they're broken

They don't know how it feels

to say all that they can say,
and still feel like there's more
but every word has been spoken

They don't know how it feels

to go to sleep every night,
and the only hope they have
is that their eyes will not open

©
 Nov 2015 Jellyfish
ZL
good bye
 Nov 2015 Jellyfish
ZL
woman: I'm tired

man: of what?

woman: loving you.
Define who you are,
You're free to do so,
There's no dictionary for that,
Its your life,
If you know who you are and why you chose to be who you chose to be,
No words can make you doubt  you,
Anyone can give you any label,
But its all upto you to take it or leave it,
Be positively clear about yourself,
Life isn't easy,
And to get some goodness out of it,you have to create the possibility of having that goodness
By being receptive to good things,trash the bad stuff
Not to live in denial but to know that good times also have to be there.
 Nov 2015 Jellyfish
Sophie Hartl
the first
innocent to the core, a
stolen love through
the words
of my brothers

the second
long after had only loved
for an exact amount,
none left to give
after a deadline was met

the third
a stupid drunken night
resulted in a quick
disgrace
of my decisions

the fourth
stuck needles where he
shouldn't have, a
heavy river spilling
on the rocks
and ghostly waters

the rest had no love to give
only advice to spare, a
game lost, a game
won,
all in the same vein
stupid little poem for stupid little tears
 Nov 2015 Jellyfish
Sophie Hartl
I suppose I realised around the time
that the trees started looking like anxious fingers
searching for their little blue pills

I realised on a walk
that maybe, just maybe, love was not enough
to love

I searched for a bench to gather all the thoughts
where the trees surrounded me
in a circle of confidence and confrontation

A guzzle of wind fought through my thin layer
and the fragile but thick fingers of my friends
threatened me

I had made a hypothetical decision
that I knew I would never act upon
hoping that maybe, just maybe, love could be enough
for now
i'm not sure if this one is done yet
its only now that i've reclaimed the life I used to live, now with one more

but wait! before you come to implore that your love (which I now live for) has dropped like my ****/death score away from this constant bore of a person i am, then please open your door and hear the lore of all the journeys I had before I met the girl whom lets me snore and pour my store of knowledge on her on my own time and loves me all the same for it

every night I say I love you
whether you hear my message or not
most of the time, I don't type it
after I saw you playing games with someone else, I felt jealousy and fear, and decided to write this instead. good night and I love you
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