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 May 2013 hello
R
I've been thinking:
Maybe I should give you my
Journal.
I don't need it anyways,
I don't even write in it.
You'd probably understand me more and
It might even be the best for
Both of us.
 May 2013 hello
mc
starlight
 May 2013 hello
mc
maybe the reason why
I can only write at night
is because that’s when we
were truly us
you first held me in your arms
and nervously kissed my lips
in the faint light of the stars
and now that you’re gone
the light of the stars
illuminates my will
to fill the hole you left
with anything I can
like words of my affection
for the boy that is no longer mine
 May 2013 hello
mc
august
 May 2013 hello
mc
the afternoon warmth dissipated
but mine did not
when you walked pressed up against me
through the sand

the sun hung low
while my heart soared high
with your fingers laced through mine

a cool breeze raced across the water
as the sky turned a brilliant red
just like my cheeks
when you leaned in to kiss me

the day was coming to an end
but our love was just beginning
 May 2013 hello
Lyra Brown
it really is remarkable
that i have made it through another winter,
that i have chosen
to shed another layer of skin,
the layer i finally realized i didn't
belong in.

it really is remarkable
that our paths have crossed,
two caterpillars of different countries
that are sometimes mistaken for
future moths

for distance is not the same as death
and the beauty has outweighed the suffering
for it's not about where you are or what you want
to go back to
it's the feeling of joy
that you will always miss,
always cherish, always try
to keep alive when you part ways and are
suddenly alone when everything starts
to inexplicably make you cry.

but what i've learned is
that there is sunlight
in the darkest crevices of the human heart,
no matter how far you go or how much you'd like
to call your sadness
art.  

so reach out to those around you,
the ones that live to see you thrive
cultivate the goodness in your heart,
make the choice to water the garden that will end up
keeping you alive.
 May 2013 hello
Lyra Brown
i watched blankets of people
rip themselves off of you
one by one by one
you were no longer beautiful to them,
the wrong things became important to you
and so
they left and you
turned cold.

i still find you beautiful
but i have divorced my heart from you
there's not much to say when i see you,
not enough space to feel when i'm around you,
not enough affection to resuscitate
all of the moments you let me drown.

i don't want to hate you anymore, but
i don't want to love you either. both of them are
painful, so i get caught in between.

i wish i could wish you a happy mother's day
and feed into your belief
that you are a good mother, the belief you use to cover up
your deep seated self hatred
but i can't.

i will always find you beautiful
but i won't be around anymore
to tell you that.
 May 2013 hello
jerely
Leaves fall behind the tree
As time goes
As train passed
As people walked along the road

There are smoother ways
to find
something new

we don't expect
for something else
except,

for the sky that leave us smile,joy,tears
as we look through

Life is an excitement experiment
we could ever discover
from the history

we don't write as much information we had
but the memories saved it
as much as we do.

The memories that filters our mind
The ocean that let us rest for
a little while
And the glowing
colors of the rainbow
that witness us
on how we play
run
and
grow
 May 2013 hello
india
Stopping time
 May 2013 hello
india
We make our own demons
promising ourselves we will stop them soon
but today turns into tomorrow
and tomorrow into next week
next week is suddenly next month
and the months slip into years
and our demons are still here
because instead of stopping them
we were too busy
trying to stop time.
*i.c.d
 Apr 2013 hello
ashley
Curious Teens
 Apr 2013 hello
ashley
I know I've been telling you
that I'm ready for it,
that he's my true love
and I wouldn't want it
with anyone else.

(but maybe I'm
not ready)

I keep thinking of ***
and what it really means.
how it's not just about
having fun
or feeling good

You have to feel it
inside of you:
in your heart
and bones
and veins
and soul.

You have to be confident
that that's what you really want,
and that you want to be
with that person forever.

(This, I don't doubt;
I love him with all my heart)

But what scares me the most
is how he'll react to my body:

The body i find imperfect,
with so many flaws
it's easy to lose track.
Too-large *******,
Not skinny enough,
or that birthmark
on my right thigh.

What will he think
once he sees this?
This shame of a body?

Will he run and hide
in fear?
Tell me how disgusting
I am?

In my mind, i know
he won't do those things.
But I can't help

but fear
the worst
because of what my own
self-image
and lack of confidence
has done to me


a.m.
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