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life‘s left my body
the world feels heavy on my shoulders
the floor being the only thing that catches me
i can‘t get up, i can‘t get better
no matter how much i‘ve tried
gravity flows through my body
i always end up on the ground
i lit my cigarette like a birthday candle
and i wished for your name
everyday
through my puffed up coughs
and bleary eyes
this job ***** but atleast i met new n cool ppl ;ppp
Providing
A new slant
Takes trying
Till you can’t
melancholy tastes good off of wounded fingers
a hand clutched on a pen
i will write the pain away
with a broken heart
in the name of art
this was a poem i wrote in april, idk we just get creative when we're mourning over something
no matter how intoxicating you are
my aphrodisiac girl,
you can never entice my
sober
sober
heart
i am listening to aphrodite- rini while i attempt my job account to commit suicide in this ****** workplace( im trying to get rid of it) , and  i thought abt her (very random ***) and how she works with deities and that is sosososoos attractive *** . ive also thought about downing a wine bottle awhile ago  hence why i gave birth to this poem :p
Why
Why do you push people away?

"I want them to be happy."
Dear future husband,
I want you to know,
I'll catch you when you fall,
I'll love you forever,
Dear future husband,
I want you to know,
I'll give you my all,
I'll be right beside you with each endeavor,
Dear future husband,
haven't I told you a million times,
"I'll be your partner in crime",
Dear future husband,
I'll love you even after your hair fades,
There is nothing I wouldn't trade,
for you,
Dear future husband,
I hope you know that even the grave can't set us apart,
Dear  future husband,
I love you with all my heart.
To my future husband.
 May 2022 Justin S Wampler
Shiloh
Either dragging my toes or standing on the very tip of them,
Down below I can observe most things happening
Anticipating but never participating
Pacing the sidelines, circling the corners, preparing to jump.

I never see the fall until after I have crawled
back out of this darkness
but I suppose that is why
they say what they say
about hindsight
She's not forcing anything on anyone.
You either value her when she's here,
Or miss her when she's gone.

And if you think loving her is hard,
Try forgetting her.
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