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Luna Maria Jan 2019
tears
are the ink
for the pen
a poet uses
to write
- L.M.
Luna Maria Mar 2019
last night
I fell in
love
instead of
asleep.
-L.M.
Luna Maria May 2021
I stare at the pictures of us
I still have them on my wall
I only seem to remember the happy memories
Luna Maria Sep 2021
now I am 19 and
it's nothing special as what happens when you turn 18

I am still terrified of the future.
I wish I could live without any fears, I wish I could be myself again.
Luna Maria Jun 2020
it's been
2 months
since you
asked how I
was doing
for the last time
the way you can peacefully fall asleep while you know I am crying
Luna Maria Jun 2019
rinse my mind
from the memories
about us.
Save me from
the toxic thoughts
about you.
there are so many little things that remind me of you
Luna Maria Sep 2019
I want to pour
the overwhelming amount of
love
out of my heart
as a
sticky, pure red liquid
and use it as an ink
to write a love poem
as an attempt to
describe what I feel
for you.
you are making me feel things I've never felt before.
Luna Maria Apr 2019
empty
just as the bottles on the floor
the nights without you.
Luna Maria Feb 2019
from the way you look at me
like dreams can come true
I know you fell immediately
just as I did for you.
last night we fell in love.
Luna Maria Oct 2019
both appealing but addicting
and will give you a
painful death.
Luna Maria Jun 2019
the feeling of
l o v e
spreading like a
venom through my veins
my hands are trembling
my body shaking
my head is dizzy

and in the end of the day
I only can think of
                                       you
you      
                    you
                                        ­           you
you
                                 you
        you
                                           you.
16.06.19.
Luna Maria Oct 2019
do we fear the love
we think we don't deserve?
"you deserve someone better than what I could ever be for you."
Luna Maria Jun 2020
as if
I am not thinking
about death
all the time
life is so fragile
Luna Maria Aug 2020
I see you looking at me
in a broken mirror and
I promise to hold your hand
dry your tears
and I will make for you a
soft universe.
I promise myself I will be okay
Luna Maria Jan 2019
I ain't afraid no more
of the darkness
and the sadness
the 4AM thoughts
I got used to loving deep
with receiving nothing in return
I accept the rain
the sunless days
It isn't going well
but I ain't afraid no more
of the monsters in my head.
is there a way to escape?
Luna Maria Aug 2019
does loving too deep
makes you suicidal?
Darling, I want to crawl,
please rip my skin
and cross my heart
so it will b l e e d

Oh, lover
take me as a sacrifice.
Pour my blood into
bottles, so you won’t forget
how much I cared about you.
do you build me up, or break me down my love?
Luna Maria Apr 2020
can you sleep next to me
at night?
when all my fears
hold me tight

I want to hear you
breathing close to me
And when I wake up
you're the only
thing I want to see.
nightmares
Luna Maria May 2021
maybe it’s the cigarette taste of your mouth
that got me addicted to your lips
that’s how easy it is
Luna Maria Feb 2020
the sun is shining
but the light
doesn't reach
my heart.
I used to be happy a lot
Luna Maria Sep 2021
there's a lot of notebooks
full with words I still need to write.
I know I still have so many things to write about but it won't come out (yet)
Luna Maria May 2019
decide between stepping back
or jumping
to fall from
heights that used to scare me
because I'm not afraid anymore
to fall down and reach
the bottom
of
my soul

but it's easier
to just
fall asleep.
to scared to leave, to tired to stay.
Luna Maria Dec 2017
Do you know that voice, always yelling at you? That voice from inside your head? The voice yells the worst insults.
Try to fight it, but you'll never win, because the voice knows all of your weaknesses. It's made by your worst enemy, you can never defeat.
Yourself.
Try to ignore, but the voice is sneaky, and will come at the most unexpected moments. It will break through the silence. To break you.
Try to escape, but the voice will always follow you, wherever you go. And it will never stop, until you break under the pressure.
Try to stay strong, but the voice keeps yelling until you start to believe.
The voice is done when all the lies become truths. Then the scariest part begins, when the voice stops yelling and starts whispering:

"You aren't good enough."

Do you hear that voice too?
Perfectionism can be very hard. Never underestimate.
Luna Maria Mar 2020
Don’t belong here
I try to escape
in the words
and hide from
the world.
where will I feel like home?
Luna Maria May 2019
don’t fear to love
who you love the most
don’t fear the ones
who are color blind
who only see love in
black and white
don’t be afraid my darling
show them your pride
life is frighting,
but that’s just one side
love is love
and that’s the only thing thats right.
embrace who you are.
Luna Maria Nov 2020
“don't leave me here, please.“
I begged myself,
while I was shaking and crying

I begged myself not to leave me in this.
In this awful state of mind.
and I promised myself that things would get better.
Luna Maria Sep 2019
It’s where we smoked our cigarettes
because we were already living for way too long
but we never jumped of the roof

we only let the smoke
burn our lungs from inside out
and wanted death to come closer slowly.
two fallen angels on a rooftop
Luna Maria Jun 2019
fall in love
fall apart
fall asleep
- and repeat
falling all the way down
Luna Maria Oct 2019
Does it count as a heartbreak too,
when you stop loving yourself?
I want to fall in love with myself again
Luna Maria Oct 2019
oh darling,
undress me
I want to feel
my lips against your lips
skin against skin
hands wandering on your
damped body
touching you
careful and slowly
kiss me passionately
  
                 & love me deep.
promise me that you will love me forever.
Luna Maria Feb 2019
the stars first had
to fall too
before they could rise as high
as they do
don't worry
so will you too
you will feel alright again.
Luna Maria Nov 2019
I want
the water
to boil me
to cook me alive
peel off all my layers

and reveal what I’ve been trying to hide.
I got so much of useless skin.
Luna Maria Mar 2019
I'm risking so much
by touching
you.
But when our
lips meet
I don't fear
death anymore.
Hell with you would be my heaven.
Luna Maria Mar 2020
closer closer closer closer
closer closer closer closer
closer closer closer closer
closer closer closer closer
closer closer closer closer
closer closer closer closer
closer closer closer closer
closer closer closer closer
closer closer closer closer
closer closer closer closer
closer closer closer closer
closer closer closer closer
closer closer closer closer
closer closer closer closer
closer closer closer closer
closer closer closer closer
please?
Luna Maria Mar 2020
I secretly hope
my pillow still smells
like you

(it doesn't)
can you hold me at night
Luna Maria May 2020
and after the storm
the flower
would open
and bloom again
don't forget we are all beautiful blooming flowers
Luna Maria May 2019
just as flowers
grow in the direction of
the sun
you shouldn't hide from
the good either
look at the bright sight of life
Luna Maria Jan 2019
because while reading this,
you just survived another second
just as you will survive all the other ones who will come.
chin up high and dry your tears. you are strong by just being here today.
Luna Maria Mar 2019
I already wrote so many words
about
your precious smile
the light in your eyes
and how wonderful you talk
but I still didn't find the right word
to describe how I feel about
you.
I can't get you of my mind.
Luna Maria Sep 2019
we love
as hard as we
fall apart
on our worst days
Luna Maria Jan 2019
I wrote a poem
about you
again.
You wouldn't leave my head
and when it was 4am
laying awake
i was drowning in the feeling of
love.
Just as all the love songs
suddenly made sense,
suddenly all the words I wrote
where about you.
I promise this will be
The last words I'll write
about you.
Goodbye.
a lovesick poem
Luna Maria Jun 2019
I’ve been hurt
and I’m still in pain
running around
crying and yelling
in silent
searching for a God who won’t love me
searching for a home
searching for you.
searching for someone who makes me feel like home.
Luna Maria Dec 2021
the half finished bottle of wine, the smell of your cigarettes in my hair, the sleeping couch
its unfinished
Luna Maria Apr 2021
oh for someone to be out there to love me the way I deserve

oh for it to be you
I kept wishing it was you
Luna Maria Nov 2020
stepped on
was the flower,
little did she know
she could grow back
and maybe become even more
graceful than she already was.
she only needs to realize that she's the same flower as before.
Luna Maria Aug 2020
and then she showed love
to the body
I've been hating
for so many years.
I couldn't imagine that someone loved a part of me I hated so much
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