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 May 2016 Phia
axr
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 May 2016 Phia
axr
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so much drama
so much negativity
sadness everywhere
and I stand optimistic
My life isn't the best right now. I haven't been feeling great lately which explains my lack of posts here. Optimism is key.
 May 2016 Phia
axr
sane
 May 2016 Phia
axr
we're the same level of insane
we take pictures and lock them away
let's run through this city with stars in our eyes
prank strangers and trust frauds
lose our minds
pass out in an alley
let's be free
for once
because these shackles
won't break themselves
and if we make it out alive
we'll be jumping past the fence
quick write. i didn't edit this. i need to get out of this writer's block. leave your comments below and add it to collections! :)
 May 2016 Phia
axr
rebuild
 May 2016 Phia
axr
staying alive becomes tough at times
you need a purpose, a reason to live
and one day
you lose it all
but you can walk
around the debris
looking at your shattered soul
pick it up
and rebuild
because friend, you deserve to live
you must carry on.
Sometimes a catharsis is necessary.
 May 2016 Phia
axr
wonder
 May 2016 Phia
axr
she lays under the stars
wondering
how did it all turn out like this?
a year ago, she was fighting
and now she rests
with her wounds open,
her heart on her sleeve
staring at the passage where her dreams meet
long story short- i went to online therapy for depression and got better. did i make a 100% recovery?no. but i'll get there,soon
 May 2016 Phia
Stephan
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I sit alone atop a mountain
my guitar in hand
peering out over the valley below
beyond green patched rifts
playing in the key of lost dreams
fractured chords out of tune with
decisions in distorted decibels
high volume idiocy wailing
as I telecast amplified questions
which now return to me
in the feedback of my own doing
 May 2016 Phia
Stephan
Another moon
 May 2016 Phia
Stephan
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*An ocean of love filled my heart,
but now the tide has gone out
leaving it empty,
crying for another moon
 May 2016 Phia
Stephan
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*Just staring out the window
Watching patterns dance upon asphalt
Hypnotized by the rhythm
As the rain keeps pouring down
Dripping in a steady stream from the roof eaves
Forming puddles on the once dry surface
Running off to some unknown location
Absorbed by the earth
And I wonder - why is the sky crying?
Then I look in my heart and see you are not there
And I understand
 May 2016 Phia
Stephan
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*If I were a poem
I’d ask you to fold me up
and put me in your pocket,
then at the end of the week,
toss me in the wash
with the rest of the clothes

And when you find me later,
smudged and smeared,
ripped and tattered into
little unrecognizable pieces,
don’t worry about it,
I was already like that
I have been notified that this poem was plagiarized and posted on Poetfreak by someone using the name Blurry Face. I can assure you, this is my poem.
 May 2016 Phia
Stephan
No tomorrow
 May 2016 Phia
Stephan
-
I watched the sun setting
as another ending had arrived
Then I wondered what
tomorrow would bring
Until the dark clouds settled
and I realized that
the fading horizon was us -
there will be no tomorrow
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