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Olivia Daniels Jun 2018
What does it say
When being happy
Worries me?

What does it say
about me
When being happy leaves me concerned
that the worst is yet to come
  Jun 2018 Olivia Daniels
soph
As we drive in the car together
I look at you and remember
How I used to feel
Just one year ago
I used to admire everything about you
Your swirling gray eyes
Your soft, pale skin
Your perfect smile
The way your mind worked
And now
I just see a good friend
That’s it
Isn’t it funny
How perspective changes?
I used to look at you and wish
That one day
You would see me as something more
Now
I can’t imagine you as anything more
Than just a friend
Isn’t it funny
How perspective changes?
I would lay in bed
Close my eyes
And dream about you beside me
I would hate that you dreamed
About someone else
Now you still dream about someone else
And I couldn’t care less
In fact
I don’t dream about anyone
And I’m perfectly content
Isn’t it funny
How perspective changes?
I remember the heartbreak
When you called me that afternoon
And told me I was just a friend
Now
I laugh when I remember
That horribly awkward conversation
I hope you laugh too
Isn’t it funny
How perspective changes?
Time goes on
Attraction fades
Perspective changes
oOh a lOvE pOeM
I was recently hanging out with someone that I used to have a big crush on and it made me think about how weird life is skrt skrt
  Jun 2018 Olivia Daniels
She Writes
Artists minds
Have fragile souls
The delicate way
We pen our words
Shows our vulnerability

We bare our scars
Triumphs
Hopes and dreams
To heal the pain
Of our wounded hearts

We must create
For our own understanding
Self-discovery
To process the turmoil
And calm our fears and anxiety

Tattooing our thoughts
On our readers minds
Letting each person who reads
Carry a piece of the pain with them
Until there is none left
  May 2018 Olivia Daniels
Chelsea Rae
I just want to be the remnants of who I used to be.
Turned dark and devilish,
The thing that goes bump in the night,
Because I'm so sick of being the fairy in the forest.
The dainty flower you're worried you'll step on.
*******.
I have thorns.
I have horns
And this demon is ready to play.
I can be nasty too.
Olivia Daniels May 2018
It's still me
though I had to change
the name I've had my whole life.

Not legally of course,
but poetically

While I wish my name remembered
as one with written art.
I can't risk possibly losing
those who have my heart.

With time I've come to realize
that people can't be trusted.
They take the good and make it bad
or let it leave them rusted.
They never understand

So I remain anonymous
With simple pseudonyms
To protect myself and others
from pure and raw emotion
in case they can’t withstand
I changed my name on HePo because I was afraid of people in my life finding the stuff I've written about them. I use it and my poetry as a diary, it's usually raw unbridled emotion and I've learned from experience that a lot of people can't handle it. I've had people find stuff like this before and it ruined a lot. I really want my poetry to be out there for people to lean on, and for my own stability but I can't risk the wrong people finding it. Hopefully, some day, I can change it back to my real name. Thanks for understanding guys. If you're not sure who this is, please look at my profile. My poems are still the same, as is my description, and they will remain so and hopefully it can clear up any confusion. If you have questions, DM me! Thanks again, I love you guys
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