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To
To
To Love
Is to Give trust away

To Hate
Is to Push away

To ****
Is to Take away

To See Me
Is to Bury all the pain
if you see me, REALLY see me, then you have already done more than most
To like someone
Means your feelings can go deeper
To love someone
Means your feelings have reached the limit
If not passed them
Tomorrow,
I will be
a little bit bolder.
Spread my wings and fly.

Tomorrow,
I will be
a little bit stronger.
Soaring through the endless sky.

Tomorrow,
I will be
truer to who I really am.
Broken and bent, but beautiful.
No longer a lie.
They all began behind the same line.
He knew that.
But.
They didn’t begin at the same time.
For them the gunshot was earlier.
Now.
It came too late for him.
Or so he thought.
Every race.
The gunshot wouldn’t come to him until it was too late.
Too Late.
But was it?
No.
He didn’t know.
Everyone’s came at different times.
Now he knows.
Not only this, but something else too.
Even if it only came too late for him, it was okay.
Too late was his now.
do yall ever feel like that?
Its nothing,
I know.
But its too much,
Though I wont show.
Inside,
Im butterflies swirling in a storm.
Outside,
Only visible are the fake smiles my lips form.
Help me,
But I dont know how.
Leave me,
Its nothing new now.
when stress and overthinking overtake you from the inside, even though you know its all ok. and nobody notices because you dont let them. even though you want to, you cant.
My first true love...
We met through lies
I went on a date,
To my very own surprise

My first true love
We had flirted times before
Nothing serious
Of that I thought I was sure

My first true love
Didnt occupy a thought in my mind
For I didnt see
He was exactly my kind

My first true love
Helped the real me outside
And loved me forever
Even as the fake me died
I just want to say that my First True Love is not a person, but something I love to do. That being said, I want to leave the identity of your First True Love open, to be whatever or whoever you see from this poem
Tonight
I want to live
I want to dance
I want to sing
But I want you by my side
I need you by my side
I want to see the world
But I want to see it with you
And through your eyes
But you are gone
So far away
Too far away
And nothing I can do or say
Will ever end this pain
Inspired after reading All The Bright Places. What a brilliant and heart-breaking book...
Its the things I dont do
That keep me up at night
The things I didnt want to
The things I didnt try
I want to know,
If I let go of everything.
Who would be scarred?
I wont, but what if I did....
When someone says my name
Every nerve in my body turns on

Why?

Because whatever follows is rarely meaningful
can you be one of those rare people?
Sometimes i feel like im the only one

No matter how I try to explain it
I cant

No matter how I try to describe it
I cant

No matter how hard I try to get others to feel it
I cant
i think thats about the closest im gonna get
Its scary
As time passes
I wonder
Am I wasting my time?
Am I wasting my life?
It terrifies me that I might never be able to do those things
That maybe in the future I wont be bringing justice to the world
Even if not those, what if I end up doing nothing
What if I end up becoming nothing?
I stand at the shoreline
The waves beckon me closer
I listen and step towards the foamy blues
A shiver runs through my body as I step in
I let go of myself as the waves become bigger
Again, they beckon me closer
I listen once more and step closer
This time I dont stop
The waves close in around me
Im surrounded in darkness
I dont feel it as all the light in me leaves
As the ground under me disappears
And I drown
We always think
Those who are alone
Deserve to be lonely
Yet everyday we witness
Sins above all
Everyday we witness
The world we have built
From the outcast
Trying to fit in
To the stray
Keeping their distance
We always think
They are the ones falling behind
But think again
Are they?
I sit alone
Silent
Weighed down by loneliness

They sit side by side
Not silent for a moment
Bearing the heaviness of the each others troubles
the sad truth of the lunch room...
Hope lingers in the dust
Death lurks behind the darkness
Faith rests ahead
Tragedy follows from afar
Loyalty clears your path
Pain pulls you back
Who am I to tell you its ok to cry
When I cannot do so myself
Who am I to make you feel strong
When I am so weak
Who am I to let you down gently
When I have been crushed

Who am I to hold out my heart
When not a single of you will take it
You
      Are
            Talking
                        To
    ­                        Me

I want to reply

My
     Mind
             Makes
                        A
                           Plea

But my mouth stays dry
Ive seen death
I am dying inside
Ive seen chaos
I am lost in it
Ive seen destruction
I lead the way
But I will never see,
Why...
if you loved me
whyd you leave me

if i loved you
whyd i let you

whyd you save me
only to leave me
whyd you go somewhere you knew i couldnt find
When asked, "Why do you matter?"
My mind drew a blank...

Why does one matter?
The unique aura they carry?
Thee insightful way they see the world?
The gift they hold within?
That which they will do someday?
Why do you matter?
Dont answer, "Youre different."
Because we ALL are.
That doesnt make me special,
Does it?
We're all different...what about my differences do you love?
When the universe is against you
When your story's untold
Will I be there by you?
Or will I stray from home?
I know who you are
But you know who I was
Would you forgive me if you knew what I'd done?
I can see how this unfolds
I know where the path goes
But I am not with you
Or will you tempt me to go?
I must not go with you
What follows will come
Nothing but tragedy
I was never that dumb
I tried to call out your name
But I guess it never came
Am I invisible to you?
Or do you just see the same?
I know that I am different
So all Im gonna ask
Is for you to show me who you are
I know youre wearing a mask
Maybe it's everyone
Maybe its me
But when all my thoughts are swirling
I dont become dizzy
My world becomes small
The universe explodes
Will you hold my hand
Or will you let go
I miss knowing the words,
To put from mind to mouth,
Or pen to paper.
These day the words get lost in my head,
On the road to becoming a whole thought or idea,
And I can never seem to find the wreckage of the crash.
As if they all just disappeared,
And all the words swirling around my head,
Were never truly meant to be known.
You
You
The love you never had
The pain you always carried
The trust you never showed
The guilt you were consumed by
The joy you were seeking
The anger you held inside

The rest of them could never see
But I did
Because I was once like you

— The End —