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han Dec 2017
You, are a **** legend
The moon glows for you
and longs to be with you
that’s why it comes at night
to keep your wild, dark heart
company
you, my beloved friend
are a legend
December 8th~han
han Nov 2017
I used to share my poetry with you
but I don’t anymore
It’s so personal
I don’t think you truly appreciate it
Not that it’s beautiful or artistic
but painfully honest
Maybe I’m looking for someone
to empathize with me
and you can’t
November 26th ~han
han Nov 2017
If I can swim in two feet of water
then I can swim in ninety
This depth won’t drown me
My legs are strong
but my mind is stronger
November 26th ~han
  Nov 2017 han
ry
wounded heart
searches streets
for old lovers
or an ice cream parlor.

falling in lust w/ freezing
is easier than it sounds.
both cold hearts &
mint chocolate chip get the job done.
  Nov 2017 han
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I do not have a happy song.

I just bathe in whatever it is
I decide to feel that day.

I sit at my window seat
and watch the train ride backwards
while the trees and hillsides shoot in front of me
as though each leaf and branch were being spawned
and that if I were to look behind me
there would be nothing to see.

A simulation
ran by an absentee landlord
who forgot he left the game running
who forgot he left the oven on.

Someone asks me how I'm doing
and I just say very sad because sometimes
I forget that I pretend to be a poet on the internet
and that I know better words to describe it other than very sad
but why bother when you come to the same conclusion.

I do not have a happy song.

I just bathe in whatever it is
I decide to feel that day.
Disclaimer: This makes me sound way more depressed/depressing than I am. I'm fine, I promise. Just a ****** day I guess?
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