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 May 2018 Krysta
Katelynn
Listen
 May 2018 Krysta
Katelynn
How can you not hear it?
My heart,
Racing.
My mind,
Screaming.
I can’t hear anything else.

It comes from nowhere,
And everywhere.

It begins with the slight shaking.
Hiding my hands,
In hopes no one notices.

Breathing becomes irregular.
Take deep breaths,
Yet it comes out so shaky.

A smile stays plastered on my face.
Everything will be alright?
It won’t

Quickly to excuse self from the area,
Hoping no one will notice.
Keep the smile,
Hide the fear,
No one can see you break.

The room is quiet,
Mind definitely isn't.
But it's going to be okay?
Right?

Never know for sure,
Can't focus,
Too much shaking,
Screaming,
Racing,
Yet the room is so quiet.

Words are coming,
Too fast.
They're never good.

Vision blurry,
Mind screaming,
Hands shaking,
Heart racing.

someone’s coming

Breath hitches,
Hands hide,
Can’t let them know,
How broken it is inside.

They ignore the signs,
The fear,
The hiding,
They never notice.

After time,
Mind whispers,
Hands steady,
Heart rest.

It’s over,
But never know for how long,
For now it doesn’t matter.

Smile returns,
Finally return back to group,
No one notices the absence.
They never do.
This poem is about panic/anxiety attacks
 May 2018 Krysta
Eleanor
Isn’t it funny
How poets dramatise everything
“An ocean of depression”
“A death grip of love”
We just can’t help ourselves
It’s who we are
It’s part of being a poet
Over analysing life
Deeply contemplating death
“What is the meaning of life?”
Everything is philosophical
There’s always a lesson to learn
An issue to address
A heartache to confess
I couldn’t even resist a little alliteration in the title.
 May 2018 Krysta
Keira
you & i
 May 2018 Krysta
Keira
the ocean waves crash in and out
          in and out
                              in
                      and
              out
on a loop
            loop
               loop
                  loop
repeat after repeat repeat repeat
         again and again and again and again
a force pushes them
            a force pulls them
                                     push                  pull
                                          push          pull
                                             push     pull
                                                pushpull
like clockwork
like a magnet
-you & i
 May 2018 Krysta
LizO
Today I will write with no ego.
Look at me, writing with no ego,
I’m amazing.
****!
#humour

My writing seems to be going through a being silly stage. I'm just running with it :-D
 May 2018 Krysta
Esther
I think if the world's quiet enough
The sound of my heartbreak would spark a recognition in you
Because it sounds exactly like
Your footsteps walking away from me

I was abandoned
In the darkest winter
At my very own front porch
I've never felt so alone

My skin tingles
Every time I feel your presence lingering
I guess
I am in love with a ghost.
You're here, yet so far away. Why can't i reach you? Why can't you stay?
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