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Oka May 2020
I would **** to be
the lover in your
fantasies and wildest dreams
Call me a ******* but a hobby I have is falling with people I can never have
Oka May 2020
They say love is like flight
and fills your heart with delight
But it is never like that, right?
It's crash landing from a height
and many sleepless nights
Oka May 2020
Aku ingin bertemu tuhan
dengan tubuh kering berkafan
Bukan sebagai bangkai terurai
Di rumahku yang kini lautan
Oka May 2020
Before us, I was a nobody
But now I found myself
As the main character
Of our tragic love story
Oka Apr 2020
I bathed down my screen rays more than the sun
I'm anxious of forgetting attendance
than not understanding ****
I'm not sick due to covid but I'm sick
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Oka Apr 2020
Will I ever be fine?
Am I able to feel happy?
Can my confidence radiate and shine?
Or am I always going to feel ******?
My self-hatred, I can not confine
My life's worth? Not even a penny
That's it folks. I'm hating myself more than ever. My poems are ******, my studies are wack, my body is ****, I can't do anything without at least being anxious and panicky.
I am useless at best.
Oka Apr 2020
Spent the whole night in my head
Did a little cleaning
Perhaps I should dream instead
and stop trying to figuring out living
but my eyes get lighter with dread
If I ever sleep, please be eternal rest
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