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Pyrrha Jan 2020
We've truly done it
We've sold our future
for the useless millisecond
that is the present

We've gift wrapped our dreams
and sent them off to space
in hopes that one day
maybe they'll find their way back

We've sold our hearts
mass produced our compassion
and felt the void within our chests
we're heartless and we don't care

We've sold the future
to bathe in the pettiness of the now
the pathetic present
as putrid as it is

We've sold the future
like it was ours to begin with,
for something so worthless
even we don't want it-
                                        We've sold the future.
Pyrrha Jan 2020
This world is a sad and dangerous place
Everyone knows it, everyone feels it
The new year brings new disasters
2020 didn't even give us a minute
to catch our breaths

We have the possibility of facing
A new war with every passing minute
It seems a new shooting happens everyday
Australia is literally on fire
And what can we do?

We place our trust in our leaders
In our countries
To keep us safe
Placing blame on anyone but ourselves
Some pray for people to be good
Yet even churches are no longer safe
We hope for the world to cool and calm
But with everyday comes new calamity
And what can we do?

War is an idiots parade, and we don't have a say
We can't predict disaster
We can't predict who will lose their mind next
We aren't prophets
We don't know how to be safe anymore
Worst of all
We are too lazy and selfish to save our planet

We don't know what to do anymore
This world is falling apart
And what can we do?
Pyrrha Dec 2019
The roads I will take
Will be long and winding
Curvy and broken
Split and cracked
***** and dark
Damp and cold

They will lead to dead ends
Disasters and regrets
Heartaches and pain
Insecurities and envy
Burden and loss

They will hold sorrow and judgement
Fear and turmoil
Insincerity and tenebrosity
Anxiety and dread
Betrayal and delusion

But they will one day
Come to an end

The roads I will take
Will lead to floral paths
Full of sunshine and clear skies
Laughter and curiosity
Innocence and empathy
They will be beautiful; pulchritudinous

They will lead to destiny
Opportunities and possibilities
Miracles and dreams
Wishes and desires
Elegance and grace

They will hold hope
joy and excitement
Wonder and relief
Satisfaction and love
Peace and tranquility

They will have been worth it
Pyrrha Dec 2019
I tried to close my eyes and walk through life blindly. I often stumbled, fell, cried and got lost. I heard many honest people lie through their teeth. I've felt the rough hands of a hardworking mother and father. I've learned the meaning of patience, hope, charity and sincerity.

When I opened my eyes I asked myself; "Now what have I missed?". I expected to see hardship and disaster. A world run by liars and held entirely on the backs of the innocent, broken and bruised. Yet I forgot my most important lesson. Hope.

It came in the form of the birds singing their mellifluous songs in the trees. A trail of sunshine falling through the fluffy white clouds. The bright and ignorant smiles of the passersby. Yes, the world is ugly. But I have learned to see the beauty in between; I have learned to look.
Pyrrha Dec 2019
To fight as enemy to thy current
Is but to strive in vain
A heart that beats is simply such
Thy thunder scarce is an echo for me, he, or she
Ahwær thy heart may flee
Will it be me, loves hearth shall I be
Ahwær- Anywhere
Thy- Your
I was reading Alfred Lord Tennyson's poetry and wanted to attempt writing in old english
Pyrrha Nov 2019
My parents carry regret and insecurity everywhere they go
When they first open their eyes in the morning
When they close them at night
And every moment in between
Guilt and doubt sit on the edge of their bed

My mothers eyes hold back years of trauma
Abuse from her childhood
Abuse from herself
Cowering in the shadow of her present self
Stuck somewhere in the past, she can't move forward

My father holds nothing back
His sharp words telling me I'll never get it right
Making me feel small and insignificant like a penny in the road
I don't think I could ever love or respect this man
It's so hard to see into his mind and through his eyes

But I know he is insecure in the same ways as me
He doesn't want to feel useless or be forgotten
He is afraid of failure and blame
He's is also cowering in the shadow of his past
Stuck somewhere inside himself, he can't climb out

My eyes carry hope and determination
My favorite words to hear are "I'm proud of you"
Because I never thought I would ever hear it from my parents
But I am older now
Mature enough to know that pride doesn't need to be spoken from someone else

While my parents are trapped in the past,
I'm lost in the future
Too busy dreaming of possibilities to see the present
A beam of light hangs over me, distracting me
I'm too captivated to look away and see ahead of me

We are all trapped and isolated inside ourselves
We are roses grown in sand
Blaming each other for our own lost vibrancy
We are butterflies without wings
Judging each other for why we can not fly
Pyrrha Nov 2019
Don't fall in love with an actor
All they want to do is play the leading role in your heartbreak
They are just rehearsing for someone else while they fake their way in and out of your life
They steal the spotlight in your eyes and take all the credit they can carry
They treat love like an audition
Then they run away like you're Macbeth and let their ego swallow you whole
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