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  Mar 2019 abigail l
liv
People red eyed and teary
Depression flooding the hallways like a thick fog after a storm
As people walk in the school pushing their emotions under the rug
For they don't understand the right to grieve a loss
No shame should be involved
It is a healing process
  Mar 2019 abigail l
Tanya
Branches grow in all the directions
people wouldn’t dare to.
comfort zone
  Mar 2019 abigail l
liv
She
she
a human
with human thoughts
knows happiness isn’t a forever feeling
wondering
investigating the hurt
and with it
change; her future
  Mar 2019 abigail l
Empire
Something strange it is
To drown oneself
In darkness

From above
The waters seem
To sit in stillness
With a haunting gleam

One little dip
Is all it takes
To become infected
And raise the stakes

When you start
All you want
Is that little spark
From this, your jaunt

You take it slow
Maintaining control
You've seen what it does
To the heart and the soul

But then you grow tired
Of your little game
You start to go numb
The spark becomes plain

So, in you go
Just a bit further now
Up to your knees
You're in control, anyhow

One day you don't
You walk away
You hear its voice whisper
Calling your name

You aren't free
As you thought
To dip out as you please
It seems you've been caught

So back to the pool
Back to the rush
That now owns your soul
It will certainly crush

But now all you want
Is to sink in deeper
To let it wash over you
Let it be your keeper

So when you return
Again the next dawn,
You dive right in
And let it feed on

In response
To your cooperation
It offers release
From the desolation

Its words are all lies
You know this deep down
But it feels so good
You want to drown

So you do
  Mar 2019 abigail l
Empire
I have never
Ever loved anyone
In any kind of a
Romantic way

It makes my heart ache and burn
Restless and eager
For someone to decide
That maybe I'm worth pursuit

Here I am
19 years into life
And I have never
Even come close to romance

I don't need a man
But I want to know what
Butterflies in my stomach
Feel like before a date

I am capable and bright
Strong and passionate
But I long to be known
So deeply and
To be loved

But love eludes me
The other kind of lovesick.
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