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32x Mar 2021
when i look at myself in the mirror
am i seeing the real me
or an illusion
32x Feb 2021
my scars are what i embrace
because they have stayed with me
longer than most people have.
32x Feb 2021
i think that the most damaged people in the world
are the kindest
and the softest

because they know
that scabs can be picked
and you can bleed
32x Feb 2021
;
i am gentle
because i have cuts that are hidden
but you never see them bleed
32x Feb 2021
im "the happy friend"

the "happy friend" isnt supposed to rely on drugs for happiness

the "happy friend" isnt supposed to wake up everyday, and wish they still were dreaming

the "happy friend" isnt supposed to be the mediator of family fights

the "happy friend" isnt supposed to avoid looking at themselves at certain angles

the "happy friend" isnt supposed to constantly **** in their tummy- making sure they're still paper thin

the "happy friend" isnt supposed to lay in bed- tears welling in their eyes

the "happy friend" isnt supposed to feel the constant weight of the universe resting on their chest

why would i feel that

after all

i am the "happy friend"
32x Feb 2021
my 5 seconds of fame will be when my face is printed on the page of my yearbook

5 seconds of reflection and admiration, until the eye moves to look at the square next to me.

5 seconds that were so hard to earn, but so easy to spend.
32x Nov 2020
you make me feel calm
like the waves make me feel as they crash against the rocks

you make me feel warm
like the feeling of my mother's chicken noodle soup as the steam rises and tickles my nose

you make me feel full
like the satisfaction from putting down my fork after my meal

you make me feel safe
like the blanket on my bed makes me feel as I pull it tighter to my chest

you make me feel adored
like the flowing dresses on the mannequins in the windows of the stores

you make me feel accomplished
with the way your eyes glimmer when I turn to you

you make me feel loved
when you brush your fingers through my hair, and trace the contour of my face with your hands

you make me want to be alive
which is the feeling I've been trying to feel for a while
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