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efni Jun 2021
it was almost over then it wasn't
and i still don't know how i feel

about that selfishly
bittersweet night
being another
failure

28.06.21
thinking of november
efni Jun 2021
i know being loved
is not the same
as loving

because if it was...i'd feel loved by you

but what if i care more
to be loved than
to be yours?

27.06.21
i don't think i do
i just wish i could have both for once
efni Jun 2021
my cheeks dropped in fear
that my sadness would hear
that i am finally doing well
and drag me back to my hell

24.06.21
you call it paranoia and pessimism, i call it protection and preservation

i don't want to fall for hope only to be disappointed again
efni Jun 2021
i am oh so easy to love
i'll give heart and soul for free
so i am seldom surprised
each time they abuse me and flee
go ahead, i'm quite used to it
soil, steal and break what you need
because i am easy to love and
i am oh so easy to leave

22.06.21
it's not just a pattern, it's an addiction.
who am i now if not exploited?
efni Jun 2021
dear writer of the past:
we're alive and sometimes
we don't regret that fact
but i think we will be writing
sad poetry forever

15.06.21
a lot has changed-
but somehow also nothing at all.
efni Jun 2021
shower me in affection
then watch it roll off my slippery skin
a puddle of your wasted love pooling at my feet

15.06.21
you can't protect me from myself...you should take your help elsewhere
efni Jun 2021
when the sun rises do you forget the moon...

does the light shine for a thousand lifetimes?
does it violently tip the scales that weigh your desire to exist?
is it jealously possessive of your every thought?

...because i can't remember the sun, in the moonlight

13.06.21
it seems like my pain is stronger than any joy i've felt.
but i can never trust my judgement with these things
tell me, are the good times as potent as the bad?
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