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 May 2015 naila
Hannah
Monsters
 May 2015 naila
Hannah
I used to think
The only way to not be
Scared of monsters was to become one

So I *did
 May 2015 naila
Jordan
When your arms were wrapped around me, I felt more beautiful,
With every kiss upon my lips, I slowly became whole.
You completed me, and I didn't even know,
Until one day you weren't there and the flowers within my soul ceased to bloom,
And suddenly, the emptiness was all I felt when I stepped inside a room,
When fall came around, how everything began to change,
But somehow, I seemed to remain the same,
Then winter brought a chill so cold, I longed for the shelter which came from your embrace,
And your eyes that brought warmth and made my heart race,
Spring's hopeful promise to make things new, yet the newness was still tainted with memories of missing you,
Summer snuck up on me,
The sun wiped the tears from my cheeks,
Dehydrating my body, reminding me of your love for which I am so thirsty for,
The salty water greeted my toes as I stood upon the shore,
Reminding me that no tide can ever wash away the pain that rested beneath my core,
Here's to wishful thinking, but I hope that one day you'll look back and regret leaving,
And realize that I was, in fact, everything you wanted and more.
 May 2015 naila
Dany
flirting
 May 2015 naila
Dany
sleepless nights
and countless attempts
of flirting with death.
fear and loneliness
until the last breath.
 May 2015 naila
MysteryBear
I’ve been staring at this puzzle piece
Its missing a piece
Or two or three,
Its a hand-me-down.
Why did my mother think it could satisfy me?
Passed from child to child,
Charity to Charity
It’s broken and bent
Its missing
Dad you’re missing
 May 2015 naila
Pax
How I lie and break, broken till to the very tip of my bone
I dislike how I ate my own hate, swallowed till it reaches the gate
How the voices preach to breach the barriers of the untouched soul
Purity bleach the acidic preaches of ones owned,
rinsing the putrid echoes of THE hateful stone.

Innocence remains unreached; it’s a battle of everyday presence.
My pure essence survives the life’s impermanence.

Winning and Losing stands in equilibrium.
Life is not as tasty as the sweet brew.
no matter how much you hate yourself, never let the hate reach you heart and destroy you....
 May 2015 naila
mf
(i cannot stop)
 May 2015 naila
mf
you knew me well enough to know
that i had a hard time
letting go of my past
and i knew you well enough to know
that you had a fear of being forgotten.
maybe that's why you decided to leave
and be part of my past;
i never could forget it,
never could forget you,
no matter how hard i tried.
 May 2015 naila
Adele
Untitled
 May 2015 naila
Adele
He said,
'you can never keep secrets from me.
I know you better than yourself'
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