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 Nov 2022 C
 Nov 2022 C
People keep asking me
"What do you want your life to look like in five years?"

they always cringe when I say
"I just want to fight long enough to open my eyes tomorrow morning."
 Apr 2022 C
Ellie Sutton
How many day ones
Does it take to change a lightbulb?
 Mar 2020 C
Grace Spellman
i go to funerals
without shedding a single tear
i've looked the devil in the eyes
and i've been touched by demons
i've died inside so many times
and bled out more than i count
and you think
i care what you may think of me?
you're mistaken, dear.
In a drop of you, I lost an ocean of me.
 Apr 2019 C
enid jerzt looper
“I dont know”
was my response
when you asked me if
I still love you

the world stopped
for the both of us
as I wondered on the thought
of me, being selfish
or being true
and yours upon the
realization that
maybe, just maybe
my love for you
is fleeting

neither of us was speaking
and the silence echoed
through the depths of my head
and you uttered

that moment, I knew
that you gave up
on me, and my inner

I crumbled upon
the guilt of telling you
those words, so instead
I let my tongue do
the talking and said

cause it was never hard to say

but it is always hard to face

the reality of being responsible
to someone

as if I have to breathe
through somebody’s pair of lungs
and scratch the loneliness
with someone else’s fingers

we parted
I changed numbers

cause I had to stay afloat
on the clouds of solitude
free from attachments.
 Mar 2019 C
45 Miles Apart
 Mar 2019 C
Laying in my bed curled up
Acid in my throat because I didn’t eat
Clenching my fists around my blankets because I can’t sleep

Are you thinking of me?
Laying in a tent, uncomfortably,
Snuggling close to your fluffy white dog or your younger brother to stay warm.

Are you missing me?
No. Not the way I’m missing you
You’re not thinking of me the way I’m thinking of you
And though it means the world to me that a beautiful soul like yours is friends with a storm cloud like me, it shatters my heart into thousands of sharp, jagged pieces that you’re
~ just ~
my friend.

“I’m sorry but I need to know, is it mutual? It’s alright if it’s a no, I can handle it, I just want be honest”
A pause...
Then the raindrop falls.
“Right now, it’s a no”

Right now.
Right now.
Right now.
I care about you so much, I know I need to let you go, so you would never read this, and I would never show anyone this.
It’s all swirling around in my chest, faster and faster until it explodes, word ***** and tears.
I love you.

I didn’t tell you I loved you, only that I had feelings for you.
Why bother? It would’ve made things more painful for me, more bitter for you.

But I can’t show you this.
I don’t want you to change.
I don’t want you to change the way you speak to me, to change your mind when you’re about to type a heart emoji,
to stop yourself after just saying “goodnight” and leave out the “baby”

This is my undoing, not yours, and I want you to keep letting me be your anchor, your shoulder, your shield, my open arms waiting to catch you when you tumble from your flight.
I can’t keep loving you, I can’t stop loving you.
I want to stop feeling at all.
Thank you all so much for all your compassion and the amazing comments. Your kindness brought me to tears. I’d send hugs and healing (if I could) to those of you who commented because you’re experiencing the same thing right now, and I promise you, even though it hurts like hell now, it does get better.
 Feb 2019 C
Lufuno anita
" Don't let anyone tell you that you aren't allowed to miss me this much, and don't let anyone tell you that what we have isn't real." He said
 Feb 2019 C
Amanda Kay Burke
I wish you felt same as I do
Wish you were hurting like me
Can't even look at other guys
You make moving on look so easy

I wish you cried yourself to sleep each night
Wish you were haunted by dreams
You're too busy to think about me
At least that's the way it seems

You make time for everyone else
Not the girl you used to love
I will never be enough for you
No longer who you're daydreaming of

I hate that after four months
Still haunted by what used to be
Want to let go but it's so hard
Accepting that you don't want me
This was written 2/25/13 after I got my first serious dumping
 Jan 2019 C
Sarah Spencer
Carry On
 Jan 2019 C
Sarah Spencer
we pick up the pieces
when everything is gone
smooth out the creases
and carry on
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