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 Jul 2018 Willow
Pyrrha
People constantly compare love to rollercoasters
Many say it's because both have their ups and downs
What some don't realize is that rollercoasters do far more than just go up and down

There are twists, swirls, leaps, and loops
There are tunnels and pauses
There are tears, screams, laughter,
suspense, and joy

When it's finally over there's a feeling as if your organs have been flipped and jostled around
Yet still you come back for more
Thats what love is like

It's sickening and terrifying while at the same time it's liberating and exciting
Thats what it means to love like a rollercoaster
It means having your ups and downs as well as twists, turns, leaps, and loops

Behind his gentle eyes he hides a million thunderstorms crashing against, begging to be set free
Every morning there is a sunrise in her eyes, ignited by the fire she conceals inside

Each new discovery is another adrenaline rush
Finding out more about the other produces more epinephrine than a million coasters could muster
There is more to them than leaps and loops

They are untouchable by the hands of time
Tied together by the strings of fate
They are tangled in redemancy for each other and their world

Her love is thick and deep
His heart is pure and rare
She loves with her whole being
He loves with eternity,
Perpetual and without falter

A love without fear or hesitation
A love so strong it feels like crashing
Painful yet soft
It's like being stabbed
Piercing, sharp, painful, and throbbing
Feeling everything and nothing all at once
What I wouldn't give for a love like that
 Jul 2018 Willow
Pyrrha
The thing about being a hopeless romantic is that you always have these words you want to say
But no one to say them to
Yet when you do, you freeze
Because suddenly your words aren't enough

You often have this idea of love
Whether its the cheesy kind or some elaborate version of your own design,
You get so in love with the picture in your mind
That you become blind to the perfect love thats already there

Hold on to love because it happens so fast
Hold on to love because some moments refuse to last
 Jul 2018 Willow
Moni
Orthorexia
 Jul 2018 Willow
Moni
Many may say that Anorexia is worse than orthorexia
The truth is that there is no worse.
It's like deciding whether anxiety or depression is better.
But there is no compaction, nor any winner.
Orthorexia is not healthy eating.
It's about battling the inner deomons that control your ever move,
Deciding weather you should go a week of fasting
Or go without fats or sugar altogether.
It's spending hours planning out meals that are "safe" to eat
And spending an hour in the bathroom having a panic attack
For eating one bite of ice cream.
It's obsessing over every gram of fat you consume,
Until the numbers consume you
It's compulsively looking at food labels
To find anything artificail
Or else your not allowed to eat
Its exercising until you can even feel your legs
Because exercise takes commitment
Its not being able to fall asleep for weeks
becomeing so delusional that you believe the people trying to help you
Want to make you fat and unhealthy.
It's not looking in the mirror for weeks
Because your scared of what you might see
It hating your own body so much
That even a "diet" wont help you
It's crying in the bathroom
Because of how much dressing your friend put on her salad
It's chugging so much water
That you throw up
Its worrying your parents because you've gotten so thin
But it's okay because you still eat
It's hating yourself so much that
You forgot how to love yourself
Its lying to everyone,
Telling them your fine,
Even though you spent all night crying
It's not wanting to leave the house
Fearing that people will see you how you see yourself
It's not being able to go to the store
Without having a mental breaking
It's like living in a constant nightmare
But you can never awake
So orthoxia is a not commonly known eating disorder. Its, in a way, like anorexia. Obsessions and control over food. In most ways, it is nothing like anorexia. People obsess over foods they deem "bad" and only allow themselves safe foods they deem healthy. A lot of people with this disorder are also diagnosed with anorexia
 Jul 2018 Willow
Ana Sophia
i hate so much hating myself
my skin
my arms
my waist
my legs
and all my body
'cause I'm a living, breathing creature
who can walk and talk and think and feel
my body works perfectly
and it has done so much
just to keep me alive.
my body loves me,
so why can't I love it back?

i hate how no matter how we're born
we are taught to despise
every bit of ourselves.

i hate how we learn to hate food
while so many are starving
for real reasons.

i hate this tortuous looks in the mirror
and this never ending cycle.

i hate how we try so hard to
make our outside look pretty
while we empty our insides.

i hate how our society
damages young girls and boy's brains.
i hate how they'll never feel whole
and proud of themselves.

i hate how socially acceptable it is
to do whatever it costs to lose weight
and i hate how we applaud
when people do.

i hate how we think it's okay
to comment in other people's appearance
as if it was meant for us
to define what they should look like.

i hate how hypocrites we are
talking about how wrong all this is
but reproducing this all the time.

i hate how no one actually cares
until it's too late.
and i hate how we're all broken,
pretending to be okay.
 Jul 2018 Willow
Sam
Childhood
 Jul 2018 Willow
Sam
It was just perfect,
Not knowing;
but not needing to know either.

Everything was peaceful,
Everything was pretty,
Everything was perfect.

You'd have fun,
And you had friends,
There was family,
And it was fabulous.

There were no problems,
No fights,
No bullies,
No real fears.

Just you,
And your stuffed elephant,
Against the monsters under the bed,
--And your siblings.

Life, life was awesome.
And then we grew up.
And despite's what everyone said,
And what everyone thought,
And how everyone acted,
And how everyone treated us.
I still think life is awesome.
oceans by Seafret <- great song :)
 Jul 2018 Willow
Pyrrha
They say I am too young to understand the way the world works.
They say it as if I'm not already aware of the wars in foreign lands or violence in our homes.
As if I don't know of the fear of death.
The price of freedom.
The cost of living.

They say it as if I don't know about the shootings or the homicides.
As if I'm unaware of those making a living off of selling poisons to others
Or of the ones who sell themselves to stay alive.
They think I don't know about ***, drugs, death, fear, pain, or life itself.

Nothing is hidden in this world.
Your children grow up knowing about horror and crime.
Its ridiculous to shelter them from what they already know.
You believe they are innocent until they turn 18,
But little girls and boys grow up with pain.
There are no thoughts that you can contain.
They will find answers to the questions even if you dont want them to be found.
I have never understood why people these days are so reserved and offened by the truth. My parents raised me to be informed not to be afraid of the truth or speaking my mind.
 Jul 2018 Willow
Sam Kelly
Hooked
 Jul 2018 Willow
Sam Kelly
I've been thinking about your lips,
And of the people who met them before me.
And I just can't comprehend the finality of that moment,
That your lips touched theirs for the last time.
It's been 8 hours since I kissed you last
And every fibre of my body is longing for you;
To feel your breath between my lips,
To ******* future on your tongue.
Urgent and delicate;
Because no one kiss is ever enough.
With my fingers in your hair
And your body pressed against me,
I'll pull you closer still,
The space between us though barely existent is far too great.
I can still hear your voice in my ear,
Breathless and whispered.
Say my name.
Yours rolls off my tongue without control.
You've got me so high,
I don't ever want it to end.
Your kiss is in my veins,
And I need another hit.
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