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Anna Jul 2013
People
Will say anything
To try and make a sick kid
Feel better
*I love you.
Anna Jul 2013
"I just want to see you smile like that. Just once."**
I tried not to be struck by that comment.
I never realized how
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Depression is.
Six years since- so many years beforehand. I'm sorry I can't be what you've imagined.
Anna Jul 2013
I don't want to be
that broken girl
anymore.
I'm sick of what I've done.
I'm sick of drunk sleeping
On a strangers floor.
Anna Jul 2013
I'm drawing ships
And skeletons
On the first blank page
While I drink to
Anything that suits a sip-
Which is everything at this stage.
Anna Jul 2013
He smells like
The colors of
A saturated midnight
Ocean.
As he walks past,
The impression of rich
Hints
Of jasmine, violet,
Chilly blues,
And tiny sips of grey
Wash over me.
The boy could drown
Himself
In the depth of
His hues.
Anna Jul 2013
The sun will always miss her
And the sea will always beg
The stars just want to kiss her-
But she only wants a friend.
Anna Jul 2013
It's three in the morning
Again.
I'm awake still.
Weary
And so ******* tired.
But things are the same as they've always been.
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