Sometimes people betray you,
Other times they just disappoint you,
I honestly thought that maybe,
Just maybe, you'd manage to be
That one bright spot in my life,
That you'd be the one person,
Who would manage to save me,
Save me from myself and,
All the darkness, all the grief,
In the world, all the darkness,
in me, that I kept bottled up inside,
But it turns out that, all those thoughts,
all those feelings, blossomed
from your presence, you were the one
that, drove me into insanity,
and now I'm there, I'm stuck here
without an escape,
It's like I'm bound to the darkness,
The darkness that you surrounded me
with, That you're stifling me
with, And it's slowly making me,
Become just like you, darling
For you are the darkness.

"DEAR BLANK CHALLENGE" PLEASE PLEASE READ THIS AND REPOST TRY TO KEEP IT GOING:  HELLOPOETRY "DEAR BLANK" CHALLENGE SECRET SANTA POEMS EXCEPT NOT SECRET AND NOT SANTA RANDOM ACT/POEM OF KINDNESS STRANGER POETRY APPRECIATION

I thought it might be nice to do like a secret santa thingy on hellopoetry only not secret and not santa… what I mean is, find a random stranger you literally have never met and do NOT know at all whose poetry you like and spend actual time genuinely reading their work, picking out your favorite lines and responding to them, pondering them, etc. Write something positive to them and post it as a poem with their name in the title. The “DEAR BLANK” challenge only you put their name instead of “blank”. I think we could all use a little recognition that we exist and are worth something since everyone seems a little depressed on here (including myself) which is fine, it’s a great outlet but it would be nice for people to just spontaneously find that a random stranger spent time in their life just to recognize you and care about your poetry. To write a kind poem/letter to them responding to lines in their poetry. If you need an example I just posted DEAR IMALRIGHT which was exactly what I meant. Check out imalright's poetry btw it is amazing.
I plan on doing for more than one person and I'd love for you to do the same. Spread a little kindness, we could all use a little.
Also message me if you are going to do the challenge and message the stranger you do the DEAR BLANK challenge for so they know to look for and read your poem.
I just thought that Imalright who was a perfect stranger to me seemed like a wonderful poet and a wonderful person based on her poetry so I chose her.
You do that too if you accept the DEAR BLANK challenge.
INCLUDE DEARBLANKCHALLENGE AS A HASHTAG IF YOU DO THE CHALLENGE SO EVERYONE CAN FIND THEM
please repost this over and over so we can get as many people involved as possible and try and make a difference in a couple people's lives because I just want to make everyone feel loved but I'm just one girl, I can't do it alone. Please help me with this and join me in the DEAR BLANK challenge. Take time out of your day to properly appreciate someone's poetry who you do not know.

PLEASE REPOST LET'S GET EVERYONE INVOLVED!!! ;D
THANKS!

-EMBER EVANESCENT

I remember falling prisoner to the sweet
Deep space of your eyes.
Like mine were shooting stars,
Racing towards the constellations in yours,
Seeking out,
A way into your being.

The first time I tasted your lips,
It wasn't long,
As short as a life seems,
When compared to the forever of our earth.

But how I craved them until the next time,
Oh, how I crave them even now,
When I have kissed them,
so many times since.

And now,
we have our little universe.
You awakened
A cold star,
That now burns so fiercely,
In the flame of your
Love.

Euphoria,
You have changed me so,
Yet I have never been so close,
To my own soul.

I love you, my love.
I the earth,
And you the sun,
Warming me,
Treasuring me.
For this is how I want it to stay,
For a long time.

Your light is the only one I seek,
And I the only place,
For it to shine.

Like you my heart aches without mercy,
I know first hand how life kicks you down,
I find that I don't appreciate sunsets anymore,
Or the eerie sound of the bitter winter winds,
All I dwell on is all what life has made me lose,
I've lost the ability to care for anything -
Other than my sanity that is thinning every day,
My soul no longer craves emotion,
Days seem extended into others - endless,
And I've noticed that my bones crack louder -
Than they have ever done before,
I've been told that growing old is terrible,
But I never quite imagined it,
Being as completely lifeless and empty as this...

We are young, they say,
like the new stars forming,
like the ocean sounds adorning
sleep to the city dweller,
with his leathered face
but handsome pay.

He's exchanging the sirens
for a more rhythmic pace,
taking off his coat
and professional face,
to press you to the wall,
forgetting the Keats and the Byrons
that came before.

We are young, I'm sure,
despite having to crawl,
despite disappearing into
the city sprawl,
and returning half a person,
only memory intact,
and a stream of shutting doors.

You're giving up too soon.
Too soon a disciple of established fact,
too soon beguiled by
your own stage-lit act;
a smile worn, rather than felt,
a dress bought for him,
but never touched,

and for all of the hands
you may have dealt,
not a single one
has kept you young.