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Ophelia Feb 21
Checkmate
The final move has been made
They will mourn their loss
Checkmate
There’s no coming back from this one
You made your move
He made his
You must mourn your loss
Checkmate
White roses on his black tomb
Checkmate
He pulled his final move
Ophelia Mar 2021
It's crazy how dreams turn into nightmares
How quickly our view can change
Like
I used to dream of being 6ft tall
Now I dream of being 6ft under
So
It's crazy how dreams turn into nightmares
How quickly our view can change
Ophelia Jun 2020
I want to run away
I want to hide away at least one day
I want someone to look at me and
I want someone to say “you’re not okay”
I want someone to tell me its fine
To feel these things inside my mind
Ophelia Apr 2020
I watch the phone
Hoping your name will pop up
Waiting for the “ping”

After what felt like hours I heard it
Loud and clear

I jumped to the phone
But it wasn’t your ping

So I sit here watching the phone
Waiting for you
Ophelia Jan 2020
Tears
Are like
Raindrops
They start slow
Then pour out fast
Always uncontrollable
Why is there no warning to
A mental storm? Why do tears
Fall randomly? With no reason?
Tears Are like Raindrops Everyday
You never know how hard they’ll
Fall. Or how fast they’ll become
All you know is you’re hurt
And you can’t save
Yourself
Ophelia Dec 2019
I hate that everyday you remind me of my shame
Remind me of who I'm not meant to be
Remind why i shouldn’t stay

I hate that I’m still here
And
I hate that I’ve survived

“Well maybe I can go another day and I’ll be fine”
It's what I tell myself
“I’ll be fine”
“Your strong”
But then I look in the mirror and I see exactly what's wrong
I see that I’m broken
I’m not fine
I’m not okay
I can’t handle this pain
Going through it everyday
It hurts me in more ways than I can say
And I really don’t know why I’m still here
Or what this is about
All I know is I’m broken
And I don't deserve this help
I don't deserve this love
I don't deserve anyone

And I don’t know where to go
And I don't know what to do
And I don't know what to say
But it hurts everyday too

I hear it in my voice and see it in my eyes
But no one can tell because I’ve gotten good at the element of surprise
I’ve gotten good at hiding it everyday

But no one looks at me the same
Because maybe they know I’m broken
But they don’t know what to do
And they can’t help me at all  
Because I’m ******* over to
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