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julianna Mar 2018
Did you think you could hear me?
I speak calmly, but I'm screaming!
A tale of two people,
One happy, one sad
Will always be playing cat
and dog inside of me
My thoughts are their playground
My actions, their command
I am demented, love
I will always be tormented
By one arguing with the other
Therefore, I urge
Do not try to save me
For we will both fall
julianna Mar 2018
Today I felt sad
But that’s okay
Just let me feel something
julianna Mar 2018
I want to be a rockstar
So careless and so crude
I want the grit inside my voice
To be your brain’s ear food

I want to be a rockstar
I long to be tattooed
The white noise of a black guitar
Will always be my mood
Sometimes I wish I could just forget the world and do whatever, whenever. I want to be a rockstar! (This is a work in progress)
julianna Feb 2018
I have seen love
So quiet and so pure
Two people moving
Through their lives like
An intertwining silent dance
Not one word may slip through their lips
Or a single noise out the mouth
For they do not need speech
Or even touch
Just the feeling of a twin soul
Being kindled near
julianna Feb 2018
I feel so ugly
I avoid mirrors and
Distract myself with 'responsibilities'
In hopes that maybe I won't remember
What I look like for one day

I feel so ugly
I'd rather play with my dog than be 'out there'
He'll never have a look in his eyes
Or word in his mouth
Laced with judgment
Or honesty

I feel so ugly
I stare at old pictures
And cry
Because I always thought I wasn't
Beautiful
Even when I was

I feel so ugly
I reject their love
When I remember I'm in this body
I remind myself
That they are all probably lying

I feel so ugly
When I speak,
I surprise myself
Because hearing my voice
Reminds me
Of this body
That is
oh so ugly.
julianna Feb 2018
My pain is as light as a feather
A dusty repetition
Of things I didn't do
julianna Feb 2018
Insomnia, insomnia
Oh, how I loathe you so
You only come and visit
Every month or so

But you come uninvited,
Put monsters in my head
Oh, why can't you go visit
Another person's bed?
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