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To the girls who are secretly so broken
You WILL be alright
I know you have scars on your soul
Maybe your heart
Possibly your wrists
None of this is your fault
And even if you think it is
Let it go
Not that you can, that easily
But try
I know you are broken
I know you're not okay
Especially when people ask how you are and you answer "I'm fine"
When what you really mean is "I'm alive"
But what do you really care about your own survival anymore
Well I just want you to know
There is beauty in broken glass
And to me
There is immeasurable beauty
In broken girls
So don't you ever forget
You cannot be defined by pain
You're too beautiful for that
Stay strong, broken girl
Nothing is ever really broken
Repost if you are a broken girl. So this message may reach as many of you as possible.

I am here for you. I may just be a sloth but if you message me: I'm fine.
Just randomly it will be our code for "I'm not fine at all" and I will be there for you.
 Jan 2015 Anand
Curing
Oh, what a gift,
...Stopping time's flow.
Just to hold you forever,
...Without letting go.

...Racing and burning,
...Forever returning,
...I loved you each day sure as the Sun loves to fly.
...Rising to Day.
...Falling to Night.
...Forever returning,
...Till the day I should die.

Yes, a gift and a curse,
...Our lives but a verse,
...We dance through the stars, as around us they burst.

A bleeding heart,
A world apart,
By sunsets final glow.

Loves tender fruit,
Pure to the root,
Deep in my heart you sow.

Through misty mornings clouding sight,
Through frozen winter rain.
I know tis true...
it beats for you...
my heart and all its pain.
 Jan 2015 Anand
Sana
"The smell of earth
The feeling of sand
The gentle touch of the sun
I long for the hum of your warmth
Weep for the thought of our lust
For whom does this world belong
We abuse of it
Smother it
Concealed by its every morning
As dense as the cloud, as weak as your spirit
The mountains still crave your sound
The sky still crave your look
"

by 9898xx
This was not written by me. It was written by my friend and I thought it was a good piece so I decided to share it with you all here too.
She's not usually into writing, but she's really good at drawing and you can check her work at 9898xx on instagram if you would like to.
 Jan 2015 Anand
Sana
QC01125
 Jan 2015 Anand
Sana
Some truths
Are better left unsaid
And I'm not good
At keeping my mouth
**Shut
 Jan 2015 Anand
Chuck
The Last Night
 Jan 2015 Anand
Chuck
It's over
Turn out the lights
Say goodnight
The music is fading
Into white noise

The ball has been dropped
The confetti is now litter
The bottles are empty
The hangovers are hung

Death to the year
Death to the firsts
Forever rest all
but the memories

It is the last day
Of the first of your life
It will never come back
Lament the last night
 Jan 2015 Anand
JR Falk
Anticipation
 Jan 2015 Anand
JR Falk
It's New Years Eve
and although I should be
anticipating the glow
of the lights
and laughter
of my friends
once the clock
strikes twelve,
I am instead
anticipating the moment
I fall asleep,
dreams overcoming me,
knowing I can
spend the night with you,
after all.
x
 Jan 2015 Anand
HeyThereLefty
Friend
 Jan 2015 Anand
HeyThereLefty
I received an email today
with some of your last thoughts and words.
You wanted to change the world
but you are now no more.
I have never met you,
spoke with you,
seen you face to face.
But in reading your words,
I have found common ground.
You will never know me
and I will never know you.
While I’m still here
still stealing breaths while I can,
I want this to be clear...
You are my friend
and you have changed my world.
I just want to pay my respects.
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