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 Jan 2015
Meg Howell
This one's for the lonely
This one's for the proud
This ones for the sad at heart
This one's for the loud
This ones for the tired
This one's for the poor
This one's for the quiet
This one's for the happy
The ones who can be free
This one's for everyone
Including you and me
You see, we're all the same, dear
We all seek something more
So next time you start judging
Think down deep inside
We aren't that much different
You don't have much to hide
 Jan 2015
Zoe Sanders
you are not brave enough to face it
you can hardly avoid it
and it clings to you
so tight
when your away it sings to you
and at night
you dream about it
and you can't get out

until you find someone new
in your same state as you

when you hurt your loved ones

for

addiction

when you leave what you've worked for

for

addiction

when you ignore your responsibilities

for

addiction

and face the giants together
this was based on a dream I had so sorry if it's kind of weird
 Jan 2015
Natalie Thompson
You looked at me, with those gentle
eyes,
On the balcony of that cold starry
night.
The hours ticked away, filled with our
laughs.
We hoped for longer but you had to go
back.
Ever since then we've talked, but who
knew,
That even though apart, the closer we
grew.
Your beautiful words of love fuel my
smiles,
And they make this long wait totally
worthwhile.
These 350 miles won't stand in our
way,
For I continue to love you, every single
day.
I used to be in denial about long distance relationships because how could you love someone you never see?

Now I know I was wrong because not even distance matters when it comes to love.
 Jan 2015
kellkaym
Is this what dying feels like?
To the early mornings, puffy eyes, tear stained cheeks, and hiding myself under the sheer linens. My vision is blurred as pain clouds my eyes. No words come out of my chapped mouth. Dead silence. No food. No sleep.
All you can do is pray and take it.
 Jan 2015
Lalala
I just love the idea of writing.
Sometimes it will suddenly pull you out of whatever you’re doing
Forcing you to jot down anything that came into you
There was a time when my thoughts are too much to handle on a pen and a paper
So I prefer to collect them first on a crystal clear jar
As it struggles to escape from me
Then I tried to watch them course through the sealed container
Until they have decided to calm down
And as soon as they did,
I would let them escape once again
Giving them the freedom to unite
And a chance to create new ideas once again
In order for me to place them back again
To where they are supposed to be
Nowhere else but, in my brain.
It's good to be back!
 Jan 2015
Michael Humbert
Broken, battered heart
Trying to piece together
Not enough stitches
 Jan 2015
Hayleigh
Me?
I reached for a star
and came back with the moon.
 Jan 2015
M
I'm not exactly happy right now
But I'm not exactly crying
And I'm not exactly living right now
But I'm not well on my way to dying
And people collectively are not exactly good
But neither are they bad
And it's been a while since I've stood
But I'm not sitting down sad
Because I am not defined by one action
We are constantly changing, growing,
Into who we need to be
We are not one moment of pain or satisfaction
We simply are and I am, and knowing
Knowing that keeps me free
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