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Lucy Jan 10
My iPod.
I got you, secondhand for Christmas of 2017.
When I looked through your hard disk....
I found music i never heard of.
My Chemical Romance, Queen, Michael Jackson, Prince.
You were my only friend during the rough times.
During the times I was crying in a corner, you were always close.
You were in my pocket, your hard drive holding years of music and and videos of happier times.
You were there when my great grandma passed on.
You helped me, through lonely teenage nights, to soothe my soul.
On the night that i nearly died, you were there.
Unlike a person, you will never leave me.
My 1st gen ipod touch broke...
This poem is dedicated to it.
i recently learned about personification in writing class.
Rest In peace, LuLus iPod Touch 1st gen 2017-2025.
Lucy Jan 6
I'm tired of being misgendered.  Wrong clothes.  wrong name.  Wrong body.  Wrong hair.  Wrong eyes.  Wrong puberty.  "Why arent you masculine enough?" "why arent you a normal boy?" I was never normal.  I was never masculine.  I am Lucy Eliza. I will always be Lucy Eliza.
This was a vent that i decided to put into poetry form at the urging of my partner, Elio.
Lucy Jan 6
The day will come when i am with you
but it feels like an enternity away
the day will come that i can change my name
but it feels like an eternity away
the day will come when i can be free
but it feels like an eternity
but when i think of you
it never seems like an eternity
- Lucy Eliza 1/2/25
I used this one to get into hello poetry. it was something i was going to send to my ex, but we broke up before i could send it.

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