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 Feb 2015 James
hope garthwait
January 26, 2015 6:22pm

there's always chaos within the walls of the needy
burglars of beauty and energy
striving to find themselves in someone else.
it's more sad than poetic,
the way humans appear to be hollow shells.
if you put an ear to their chest
you'd hear the sound of the ocean
that's really just an echo of your blood rushing
in the emptiness of their ribcage.

-*newportsmooths h.g.
 Feb 2015 James
llcb
Homesick
 Feb 2015 James
llcb
Lying on the foul bed with her. Her eyes were empty, yet full of liquid. Her cheeks were never light red anymore, however her eyes were. She was so close, yet so distant. With a small voice she whispered that sometimes birds fly far to find their home, and my heart stood still. It was like I kept her in a cage. Trying to make her forget time and progress. Trying to keep her and I still. I looked at her and knew that my heart would never be able to beat again like it did with her. Then I just held her in my arms until the next day when she left me to find her home.
Now I'm homeless and homesick.
 Feb 2015 James
June Phillips
every day
another relationship status changes
another photo of a ring
another wedding invite arrives

And I'm alone

And it's fine.

who needs a valentine
when you can spontaneously buy a baby betta fish
Watch it swim circles in my otherwise empty heart

I am the most important thing
to a form of life

So.

I'm fine.
 Feb 2015 James
Izzah Batrisyia
Blue
 Feb 2015 James
Izzah Batrisyia
I woke up early today,
Before the sun rays could kiss,
The surface of my eyelids.

A canvas painted with,
256 levels of the colour,
That fills my mind.

The sea consist of the,
Lightest hue named felicity,
And the darkest called melancholy.

I woke up early today,
To a colour that soothes my pain,
And the colour to causes it too.
© 2015 Izzah Batrisyia
 Feb 2015 James
Luna Elora
Nobody notices the girl who gets nothing on Valentines day.
She feels like a ghost, floating through the halls. She feels the most lonely on days she should feel the most loved.
Spacing out, feeling her heart sink, Her mind slowing.
Focusing only on what it's like to feel alone.
Isn't that sad?
I almost cried writing this. mostly because I feel like this every year.
 Feb 2015 James
chrissy c a
One day, you will meet a guy who will see the sunsets in your eyes.
Who will make you cry, but with joy,
Instead of misery, late at night.
Who will fight for you,
Instead of letting you guys fall apart.
Who will assure you that this isn't a repeat,
of your first broken heart.

You don't have to settle for anyone else,
Just to feel loved,
You are showered with it,
Even from above.

There is a whole world out there waiting for you.
A world that awaits for what your talent can do.
Don't let him hold you back.
No guy who is ever worth it will do that.

A guy who can walk away from you,
After letting you believe that they do love you,
Is never worth it.
Let him go, hunny.
Love will come looking for you.
Don't look for it.

*The wait will be worth it.
To my 18 year old self
 Feb 2015 James
Angelica Tanaquin
After so many years of loving you,
After so many things we've been through,
Still I couldn't find the reason,
Tell me why am I in so much love with you?

You've given me a reason
For smiling once again,
You've filled my life with peaceful dreams
and you've become my closest friend.

You've shared your heartfelt secrets
And your trust you've given me,
You showed me how to feel again
To laugh, and love, and see.
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