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Feb 2018 · 234
Secrets
Sunny Feb 2018
I think I compare secrets with lies.  
You keep both of them deep inside.  
Locked away, for all eternity  
Those secrets, those lies, perversity

I’m tired of your words  
When you say I’m stupid or wrong, it hurts  
I thought I could be loved  
But instead, I’m left stunned.

I felt you were keeping something from me  
And then, I thought of something—a key.  
So I found your phone, and started searching  
And I found something concerning

Pictures, of you with him  
Touching, kissing, leaving me grim  
I thought you said he left you alone  
But he returned for more, I should’ve known

When you were distant, I swore it was a phase  
But instead you were hiding something behind my gaze  
And now, it has been uprooted  
My opinions of you—left polluted

My trust in you, shattered  
My thoughts, scattered  
A feeling’s boiling inside my mind  
I think it’s time I’ve stopped being blind

This is the part when I shut you out  
This is the part when you shut your mouth  
Because no matter what you do or say  
Nothing will keep my feelings from being gray
Feb 2018 · 247
Dog
Sunny Feb 2018
Dog
They’re furry
They’re fluffy
I often find myself rubbing their tummies
I think they’re better than bunnies
Cats scratch my couches
And Birds just end up in my pouches
That’s why I’m going to the pound
And I’ll ignore the ones fooling around
The one I want, the dog I’ll get
That will be one I won’t forget
Feb 2018 · 162
Love
Sunny Feb 2018
Love is looking at someone, and falling for them at once  
Love is trying to confess your feelings up front  
Love is acting, without knowing what to do  
Love is true  
Love is doing things for someone, with nothing to gain  
Love is pain  
Love is regret  
Love is comforting someone when they’re upset  
Love is full of tears  
Love is full of fears  
And anger  
Sadness  
Desperation  
Compassion  

Love is…




Heartbreak
Feb 2018 · 171
Blanket
Sunny Feb 2018
Every blanket is different.
Some blankets are warm.
Some blankets are super cozy.
These are ones you can wrap yourself up in, sleep forever.

Others aren’t warm.
Or soft.
Even when you have them on, you’re still freezing in the dark.
Those are the ones I throw away.
Feb 2018 · 290
Curiosity
Sunny Feb 2018
As I sit here, writing this, I’m wondering how you’ll react  
If you say something mean, prepare to be smacked  
Or maybe you’ll say something nice  
After all, you’d probably give me good advice
Curiosity is like that urge  
That can suddenly emerge  
It can kind of feel overwhelming at times  
Almost like it’s consuming you alive  
Come on, come on, I want to explore!  
So I ****** open that front door  
My footsteps, loud against the wooden floor  
A great mystery is never a bore    
Adventure awaits!  
So I climb upstairs with great haste  
What lies before me is another door  
And for some reason, I feel all sore  

Behind that door, I see your face  
Looking back at me, locked in place  
What will you do? What will you say?  
Will you just try and push me away?  
My eyes widen, my heart beats fast  
I want to run, run away from my past

I don’t want to alarm you  
I can’t stand seeing you hurt  
This constant, nagging pain  
Is like an everlasting rain  
A giant raincloud, swept over my head  
I want to stay in my bed instead  
But I know that’s just an excuse  
To keep myself from facing the truth  

Suddenly, your face lights up  
That smile again, it’s so abrupt  
And I rush to you, tackling you to the floor  
Hugging you with all my heart, bringing all these feelings ashore  
I thought I went into this on my own  
And your appearance has my mind blown  
My heart flutters in my chest  
I think a feeling within has coalesced
So, as we walk outside, I tease you with a li’l shove  
I think this feeling, it has to be love.
Feb 2018 · 203
Heartbeat
Sunny Feb 2018
My heart pounds whenever I see you
I can’t help it…it just keeps going.
Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.
On. And on. And on.
When we stand next to each other, it pounds faster.
We’re standing so close…our shoulders are almost touching.
Thump, thump. Thump, thump.
My hands interlock yours, they’re rough. Cold.
Yet I hold on anyway.
I can feel your hot breath on my face.
It’s raspy, almost. But it’s soothing.
Breathe in. Breathe out.
We’re even closer than before, it seems.
And I can’t stop looking into your eyes.
They’re…so focused. Like a prowling animal’s eyes.
And when our lips touch, they engage in a dance.
No…not a dance. A battle. Our tongues twisting.
Fighting for control. Dominance.
And this feeling emerges in my chest. It feels so warm.
I feel…complete.

Thump, thump, thump, thump.
Feb 2018 · 123
Reason
Sunny Feb 2018
I suppose there’s a reason for everything.
Like how we eat for nourishment
And drink to refresh our bodies
Or sleep to regain energy.
Those are all common things, right?
But…
I think about other things.
Like how I cry sometimes over nothing
Or how I get sad for no reason at all
Or how my friend has unloving, narcissistic parents.
Would you care to explain that to me?
Because I doubt it’s something like “survival of the fittest,” which applies to nature.
Do we want this? Do we want to be unhappy, moping around about our lives every day?
Or is it something else? Something beyond our control?

Sometimes, I wonder why I’m even here.
There’s a reason for that too, right?
Feb 2018 · 181
Portrait
Sunny Feb 2018
An image.
I look at it from time to time.
It was birthed from nothingness.
I remember those old photos. The ones that developed after some time.
You shook them and they—
It’s beautiful, isn’t it?
A perfect representation of triumph and ambition and strength.
All rolled into one still frame.
It’s unmoving, yet it conveys so much.
It’s powerful, even now, invoking emotions within me I haven’t felt before.
Pride. Determination.
Love.
And then, I realize I’m crying.
Because…I see those things when I look at you.
Are you that portrait? That display of strength?
It doesn’t matter. I…still remember when you wrapped your arms around me.
You become something else in that moment.
A display of…passion. Guardianship. Amorous.
That moment. I can’t shake it.
It’s encapsulated in my mind.
Feb 2018 · 144
Unrequited
Sunny Feb 2018
Hey, dummy.  
I have this feeling in my tummy.  
It feels weird, like a constant pang.  
A rhythmic sound in my head, sounding like a bang.  
A constant echoing.  
That just keeps bellowing.

I’ve always liked you, you know.  
Or maybe you don’t, considering you never show  
When I want to go to all these places  
I swear there’s a crack between the spaces  
In my mind  
Every request I shot your way, you declined.  
It hurts, it hurts so bad  
How did I end up feeling this sad?  
Day after day, week after week  
I can’t help but feel more bleak

I want to confess, I really do.  
But I don’t know if you’ll feel the same way too.  
Every day, when we hang out  
You just want to do your own thing; it feels me with doubt  


Whatever, you dummy!  
Who cares if I’m feeling more and more crummy?  
It doesn’t matter, right? My feelings don’t mean anything.  
But then again, I can’t help but feel you’re my everything.  
I want to tell you how I feel.  
But…are my feelings even real?  
I can’t think! I can’t decide!  
Why am I still crying inside?

I can’t let you see.  
What’s really inside me.  
All this pain, it belongs in here  
Along with all of these moments I hold dear.  
I cherish my time with you.  
Sometimes, I’m wondering if my feelings are true.  
I’m tired of feeling this way  
But I just can’t let you walk away.  
If I tell you the truth, what will become of us?  
Will you just leave me to turn to dust?  

Ugh! I can’t make up my mind!  
Am I dense or am I just blind?  
The truth is here, right in front of me!  
Then why can’t I just let my feelings be?  
What am I afraid of?  
Am I afraid of rejection or love?  
I don’t know, the clouds in my head are swirling.  
This pain in my heart…it just keeps burning.  
I have to do something to make this stop.  
I might as well just let the truth drop.

— The End —