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 Oct 2014
Hayley Neininger
Never be afraid to make me laugh
Even if over time I ask you to stop
And I tell you you’re making me look older
Just brush that off.
I really do love the wrinkles that you’ve put around my mouth
And when I look at them I see tiny quotation marks
That remind me of all the things I have to say
And that all of those things I say are important enough
For you to quote me on
And as more time passes and those tiny wrinkled quotation marks
Get bigger and bigger and start to blend together around my lips
They’ll look more like parenthesizes
And I’ll really, really love those too
Because they’ll remind me that when I used to have to say, “I love you”
I’ll know that I love you is always implied.
 Sep 2014
LittleFreeBird
I am
The words you dare not speak out loud  
I am
The crushed bones that have been resown
I am
The oceans that crash within your eyes
I am
The fire that burns those
Who come too close
I am
Fierce
I am
A lover
I am
A warrior
I am
Free
I am
A fighter
I am
A survivor
I am
Learning from my past
Living my present
And looking to my future
I am
Confident
I am
Beautiful


I am not
Easily broken
I am not
A victim
I am not
Scared of the unknown
I am not
Wary of change
I am not
Dependent on anyone
I am not
Afraid of loss

But...
I
Am
Brave



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 Sep 2014
Juhi Chavda
Swinging is the closest I've felt to flying.
Closest to freedom.
And how can freedom be safe?
I can not fly safely.
I can not live safely.

No matter how beautifully it's built,
Even with the smoothest marble,
Or the shiniest metal,
Or the prettiest chains,

Your armor is still a cage.
 Sep 2014
The Messiah Complex
I often feel alone
even though I 'm reminded
that I have family
that loves me

but sometimes

Family is just a mirror that
chooses to reflect every bad decision
you've ever made in your life
while hiding behind the glass

Sometimes, conversations are held
on one way streets, where sin only comes
in black and white, and the ones that love you
hold gavels between clenched fists

Sometimes, love looks like scorn
and hugs feel a lot like straight jackets that
leave bruises in the shape of hearts
and I-told-you-sos

So I'm alone, and a sinner
*tell me something I didn't already know.
 May 2014
simply tylla
when you lose someone
it stays with you,
leaving a hole in your heart
where that person used to be

there's no getting away from
that aching feeling of loss
it haunts you no matter
where you decide to hide

when you lose someone,
no words can describe
how it truly makes you feel
in the darkest of the night

how is is possible to talk
about a feeling deep within
a feeling that can only
be described as unspeakable

when you lose someone,
time doesn't heal all the wounds
it simply hides them
but the wounds always remain

but somehow it all changes
you don't just lose someone
because in the end
you lose yourself too

— The End —