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olive Nov 2017
when the line was there to comfort,
and i heard you breath a sigh,
i never even had to worry
because i knew we would be fine.

when we spent the day in bed
and talked about our lives,
we became less than two
and i watched the fading lines.

when they told us it was melodrama
and i felt our lips entwine,
everything had disappeared
in this little room of mine.

when you were on the other side
and i was left alone,
i never could stop needing you
because you were my home.
many (random) verses about a single day
olive Mar 2018
when i am away
the butterflies go too
the best parts disappear
and i steal them back from you

when i am away
my mind goes back to bed
but my body is still moving
just walking without a head

when i am away
i go through neon doors
mindless and wandering about
and nothing i'm looking for

when i am away
is when you like me least
but trying to fight is pointless
when you lack a sword to **** a Beast
olive Nov 2017
my colors are different
and they live in my mind
i spent so long unaware
that these colors are mine

sometimes they are sad
and sometimes bring pain
but they cannot change
and that makes me insane

i wish they would go
and let me have peace
but i am my colors
and my colors are me
olive Nov 2017
my mind becomes jmulebd
and it's hurting to eat

my mind is a p uz zl e
that i can't complete

my mind feels so e m p t y
and this one's on me
nonsense
olive Oct 2017
her heart was paralyzed
and her hair growing thin
their love she idolized
left marks on her skin

she flushed all her pills
she trashed all her blades
but heartbreak still kills
and the pain never fades

she wanted all she could
and she gave it all she had
her intentions-- they were good
but she was just too sad
TRIGGER WARNING: s*lf-h*arm
olive Oct 2017
she made every day sunny,
always in my head.
she soon became the reason
i should get out of bed.

she was the neon of the night,
and the cool clouds of the day.
she was the distance to the stars,
she was so far away.

i told her, “you’re beautiful.”
she didn’t hear me.
i looked at her with all of the love in the world,
she didn’t see.

i did these things in my head,
i never let her know.
i should not have kept so quiet,
now i have to let her go.
olive Mar 2018
the city was asleep
while i was awake
among myself but beside others

the milky moon watched
as i listened in
to the sound of a nearby open mic

i looked to the inky sky
only to find myself
feeling nothing but the absence of light

i felt myself waiting
and searching
for something seemingly impossible and inevitable

the streetlights blinded me
and i soaked
in my own exhaustion and loneliness fueled by the night
a cheesy poem i wrote over the summer and rediscovered
olive Nov 2017
maybe if the walls are decorated
they will make me less sad
maybe when i decorate them
my mind will be focused

maybe if i draw on post-its
with shaky hands
it will make everything less jumbled
and i can breathe when i hang them
why can't i breathe?

maybe if i stay in here
and slowly suffocate
i won't have to grow up
and worry any more

maybe if i don't eat
i can be pretty and light
and i can be loved
and i can have worth

maybe when it's over
my colors will change
and i won't be crazy
olive Oct 2017
Such a little baby,
So green and so small,
Think of how crazy,
No one wants her at all.

Some say that she’s vile,
Some say that she’s cruel,
But all the while,
This just gives her more fuel.

Though all the things said,
The girl does not crack,
All this has led,
To a knife in her back!

They say that she’s wicked,
It’s chaos they’ve brought,
Her aura is livid,
Wicked’s something she’s not!

She is not all these things,
Her compassion shines true,
All the hurt that it brings,
Makes her look like a fool.

In a panic and a hurry,
Her whole life is changed,
The girl now must scurry,
In fear of being caged.

She runs and she flies,
To a place far away,
For herself now she cries,
She’s safe for the day.

No one is born wicked,
It’s something you become,
Though she’s been afflicted,
She is still full of love.
olive Oct 2017
can you stay here with me?
and lay in this bed,
your eyes that consume me,
and your heart in my head.

my mother is shaking,
can you stay here with me?
my heart is breaking,
and you have the key.

this is all i can be,
i am trying so hard.
can you stay here with me?
i want all that you are.

i’m sorry i’m sick,
i promise that i’m happy.
my skin is not thick,
can you stay here with me?
olive Jan 2018
i told you i loved you
in a violet sea
under a setting sky

a magnificent orange
kissed your cheeks
before i could do it myself

we were intertwined
and the youthful night
lied before us

covered in our own colors
our love was even more handsome
and stirred between us

we were blind to the others
and halfway drowned in burnt sienna
when the sun had gone

we filled the empty night
painting the earth
with the color of our love
olive Oct 2017
i have nothing to write
but i still type some lines
into a document
i'll forget over time
olive Oct 2017
i love the way you look
and i love the way you breathe
i love the way you watch
when i’m on your chest asleep

i love the way you talk
and i love the way you smile
i love the way you hold me
when i’ve not seen you for a while

i love the way you touch
and the way you look at me
i love every little bit of you
and i hope you never leave

— The End —