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 Jan 2019
Lara P
If I die today, do not weep,
For I am just in a peaceful sleep.

If I die today, don't be sad.
Instead, at me just be mad.

If I die today, please forget me,
Leave the memory of me be.

Because I'm not worthy.
I'm helpless.
A lost cause.
Hopeless.

So, if I die today, just leave me
To rot in the ground under a tree.
 Jan 2019
Lara P
Hey, you.

Yes, you in the mirror, looking at me.

Wipe your tears.

Look up.

See those beautiful eyes?
They lit up when you talk about the things you love.

See those lips?
They move so beautifully when you smile.

See that nose?
It's really cute when it wrinkles in the moments of repressed laughter.

See those arms?
Yeah, they might be full of scars.
But they held you when no one else did.

See those legs?
They might be weak, but they still got you up every time you were down.

So, brighten up.

Stop hating me.
Stop hating yourself.

You're beautiful, inside and out.

So let me love you.

Let me love you the way I love others;
With my whole heart.
You don't hate yourself, but you hate the way some situations in your life made you. Well, stop. Be there for yourself. Because, you're the centre of your own universe.
 Jan 2019
Lara P
Me, myself, and I.
Nothing ever changes, does it?

It's always me, myself, and I
At the end of the day.

Honestly, that scares the crap
Out of me, myself, and I.

Because me, myself, and I
Are not friends.

Me, myself, and I work
Against each other.

But, when he's here,
There is no more me, myself, and I.

There is just him
And Lara.

With him, I am
In nirvana.
Maybe I started to fall in love with him and the way he makes me feel.
 Jan 2019
Lara P
11 p.m.
It's time to go to bed
With weird thoughts in my head.
Maybe dreams will be better.

12 a.m.
Midnight has come.
I can't feel, I'm numb.
When will sleep fall on my eyes?

1 a.m.
It's already too late
For me to still be awake.
Yet I can't fall asleep because of you.

2 a.m.
Oh, here they come.
I've been waiting them for long.
Bad thoughts are back.

3 a.m.
Everything is peaceful
But my heart and my lungs.
Anxiety, why won't you go away?

4 a.m.
Dawn is here, and I'm still awake.
Everything is calm, my heart doesn't ache.
It's too late to fall asleep now.

5 a.m.
I breathe in cold, fresh air,
Everything around me seems so fair.
New day, new chance. I'm glad to be alive.
Sometimes sleepless nights show you just how beautiful life can be.
 Jan 2019
Lara P
Dark, gloomy thoughts cloud my mind again,
Filling my entire head with clouds thicker than cigarette smoke.

Scary, frightening thoughts fill my brain again,
I wish that this morning I never really woke.

I just want control
Over my mind
Over my thoughts
Over my actions
Over my choices

But I will never get that control...

I just need to make peace with it.
I need to make peace with myself and this uncontrollable life.
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