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Morgan Howard Sep 2024
I thought you were a tattoo
A permanent mark on my skin
A love that lasts forever
But you were only the ink of a sharpie
After just a few showers
You washed away
Morgan Howard Sep 2024
Drowning in the depths of despair
Suffocating
As I sink deeper and deeper
I hold my breath
And grasp on to a sliver of hope
That someone will rescue me
Morgan Howard Aug 2024
Hyperventilating
Gasping for air
Lightheaded
My faint whispers
"Help me"
My bedroom door opens
My mother walks in
"Morgan"
Her annoyed tone is ringing
in my ears
I hear the door close again
She left me
I feel abandoned
And I lay there
All alone
More whispers escape my lips
"Why? Why? Why?"
I needed someone in that moment
I needed comfort
Yet all I feel is emptiness
This literally happened last night
Morgan Howard Aug 2024
I sit on a dusty shelf.
The days go by,
And I watch the children play.
I am sad and alone.

But one day,
A child notices me.
They notice my beauty and elegance.
They carefully carry me down from the shelf.
I now have a friend.

Months pass.
I spend time with my friend every day.
But suddenly,
They drop me on the ground.
My fragile glass skin is cracked.
I am broken.
My friend sees my shattered state,
But they do not care.
I am no longer beautiful in their eyes.
They leave me there.
I am alone again.
Morgan Howard Aug 2024
I used to think
That poetry needed to rhyme
To be considered poetry
But then I realized
People do not need to be perfect
To be considered human
Morgan Howard Aug 2024
I throw my memories into the fireplace
Like crumpled pieces of paper
I watch as they start to burn
As I start to forget the past
But suddenly
The fire is out
The flames burn no longer
And the pieces of paper
Are left untouched
Morgan Howard Aug 2024
I am a chair.
People sit on me every day.
I feel the weight on my shoulders.
The heavy burden I must carry.
As I try my hardest,
Not to break.
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