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efni 6d
i know it's a big ask
i know i'm a lot to bear
but do you think you could stay?

just for a while

just long enough for me
to memorize your face by sight
and every inch of your body by touch

just long enough for the
sound of your voice to become
my favourite part of waking up every morning

and just long enough
to know you and love you
for lifetimes

09.29.24
i want to be with you for a long time Chelsea.
you make me selfish.
efni 7d
4am
when the night is settled and the sky
though as dark blue as 2am
4am echoes the sunrise
that is just around the corner

it is 4am
and i'm okay

09.29.24
one of my favorite poets, Amanda wrote a beautiful poem that I read in my 2am. it gave me hope, and finally, it's my 4am.

2 and 4am
July 2020 by Amanda

2 and 4am
look the same

the unrelenting dark—
the fear that this night
won’t give light to day

2 and 4am
look the same

but 2 and 4am
are not the same

https://hellopoetry.com/poem/3959454/2-and-4am/
efni 7d
i want to know the sound of wind rushing through
miles and miles of branches and trees
like the back of my hand

i want to wander through endless green
then rest beneath the endless blue

i want to hear the hush of rushing waters
and rains approaching from afar

only interrupted by the chitter and buzz
of birds and bugs that are
busy in the daytime

and to keep the moon company
in the silence of night

09.29.24
i'm happiest here
efni Aug 16
your name is on my mind a lot
but not enough, i think

it’s only whenever my pen touches paper
to journal or write poetry, and
whenever my mouth opens to speak.

it’s only what my ears can’t help but hear
between the lines of love ballads and,
what my eyes search for in the morning,
the moment that they open.

08.16.24
chelsea.
  Jul 18 efni
cs wondering
we are not the same
i was falling apart
you were falling in love

we are the same
i was falling in love
you were falling apart

we are not the same
i found myself through us
you lost yourself through us

we are the same
i lost myself through us
you found yourself through us

just an inch closer
I'm almost there

oh, you've taken a new step

just an inch closer
we're almost there

oh, you've changed your mind

a mere inch it may be
but on parallel standings,
we're still worlds apart

that's okay
we were almost there

— cs wondering
efni Jul 17
mother and father,
how selfish you are, now,
to finally turn and look my way

and stare at my eyes but not the
scars and scabs on my palms and feet
forged from your negligence

mother and father,
how pitiful was i, then,
to plead to coldly turned backs

as i crawled and stumbled through
sharp shards of ice, forced to learn how
to how to stand on my own

mother and father,
were my outstretched hands
too repulsive to stomach?

were my tears too tiring?

if my arms had gone limp
and my eyes dry, earlier

would i have been worthy to be your child?

07.17.24
i am no longer a child, so i am no longer a burden, huh? we're all grown now so bygones should be bygones, right?

i outlived being the problem you ignore, and thus upgraded to being the solution for your guilt.

*******.
efni Jul 17
if you hold me too tightly,
you'll feel that i'm hollow  
scraped empty from the inside

if you watch me too closely,
you'll see that i'm rotting
and covered in dried blood

it doesn't wash off.

i'd give you my heart
if my ribs weren't just an
empty chamber with a shadow
and i'd give you my life
if i had any left

07.17.24
i'd give you my life, if i had any left.
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