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385 · Mar 2020
sea foam // tsunami
julianna Mar 2020
why,

why does life come in waves?

it’s either the white sea foam,

salty, bubbles, calm

or

the tsunami,

flooding, crashing, drowning.

~
julianna Sep 2020
Why can’t I go to sleep?
When I do it just repeats.
“I don’t care if you don’t like this beat
It’s what I think, it’s me, it’s me,”
She said to herself in her bed.
I’m fighting against myself
The battle turned into a war,
And I’m not afraid, I’m just worried
Worried about being a warrior.  
I fight all day, my soul is tired
But I don’t let myself rest when the time is best or when it expires
The night falls but my heartbeat rises,
Racing thoughts run circles in my head.
My head, my bed.
My brain is inside of my head.
My head is part of me.
Aren’t we all just a brain in a cage?
Tonight the cage is electric,
Nothing soothes the rage or stops the sizzling pain.
I’m numb to the zap of the cold, hard metal.
I want to lay in a field of sage,
Lay me among the wildflowers.
I’ve never seen blue sky or blinding light,
At least not in the night.
The moon shines, but not enough for me!
This perfect creation isn’t bright enough for me!
At least not in the night...
I will lay my head when all this passes
I’ll wander off to sleep
And the next time I come to bed,
It will just repeat.
371 · Mar 2019
(uncomfortable)
julianna Mar 2019
shifty bones under skin,
wires rubbing against it
blood pumping, flowing,
eyes heavy and weak
mind sending hormones
to send electric messages
all blurring together to
form uncomfortable existence
371 · Nov 2018
Guilt is a heavy chest
julianna Nov 2018
I wish I could go back and say sorry
I’m still young, and back then I was even dumber
Forgive me for things I’ve said,
Because hindsight is 20/20
But most of all,
Forgive me for things I did
And maybe the guilt will go away
370 · May 2018
D-iagnosis
julianna May 2018
Isn't it funny that one word can scare so much?
I dropped another d-bomb on my family yesterday
Hey guys, I have a third diagnosis, yay!

I know I sound sarcastic.
The truth is that I'm happy
I'm broken, that I know
But this time,
there's a word to describe how I broke.
365 · Jul 2018
Measurements
julianna Jul 2018
my words are measured:
two cups of cold with a hint of
warmth
to make it convincing.
I’m genuine(ly measuring out each word that I seem to be spitting out so effortlessly)
355 · Sep 2018
Siren (Pt. 2)
julianna Sep 2018
“Woe is me, for I make friendships sail.”
The siren girl looked at her tail.
“Woe is me, for the relationships flee.”
She’s sullen, for alone she be.
No matter how she sings the song, the sailors hear it all so wrong.
She wishes to be out of sea and thinks
That legs will make her free,
But oceans will belong to sirens and sirens to the sea.
353 · Jun 2018
In(finite) Nevers
julianna Jun 2018
Never
Never
Never
Things I'll never do and never say
Things I want to do, but will never say
Things I've never done, but will never say
It's a finite of nevers,
But they feel infinite to me.
353 · May 2018
Broken
julianna May 2018
Why am I so broken?
It always comes back to this.
There are moments of bliss when I don't miss
those horrible scars on my wrists.
But moments aren't made to last, and I...
I am a girl that's made of glass.
352 · Apr 2019
Unchained
julianna Apr 2019
My arms don’t reach, I am unchained.
That’s when you feel loose enough to cry
“Are you okay?”
And you want to say “No”
but instead you say “yes” and you lie.
352 · May 2018
thinner
julianna May 2018
I'm happy with my body
But I could always be thinner.
340 · Feb 2019
January
julianna Feb 2019
January was the weirdest month
My life changed a little
It’s been good and better and great,
and bad in the middle.
Goodbye, January. It’s been so long since I’ve sat down to write. I guess I’ve been so preoccupied and not particularly inspired lately.
340 · Feb 2019
Bad Habit
julianna Feb 2019
How can you do this to me?
Make me feel these things,
Build me up then break me.
You’ve given me art and habit,
Just to hand me the truth of your *******.
Take back the truth
I don’t want your defiled love.
335 · Aug 2018
Another Shooting
julianna Aug 2018
I’m afraid
To go somewhere I have the right
I’m afraid
That someone will threaten my life
So many people have passed away
At the hand of another shooting
But at 16, should I be afraid
That the next one could be me?
I am heartbroken and terrified.
334 · Nov 2019
fake laughter
julianna Nov 2019
my face goes weak
my heart goes numb
because if i were self-aware
in these little moments,
the fake laughter
would be, oh
so obvious.
You know when you don’t click with someone? And you have to pretend...?
328 · Oct 2018
SAD!
julianna Oct 2018
If it’s not new,
I don’t want it
Because things change
And I hate it
2012 is kinda painful
And if you’re dead,
I hate to listen
Cuz it’s honestly
So sad
I just now started listening so XXXTentacion, which ***** because it’s after his death. I wish I would’ve listened to his music without a tragedy having to occur. Also, I hate discovering inactive or older artists because there’s nothing new to keep up with... no concerts, no new songs, and the fandom seems to be dead. It’s lonely to be with music and your feelings without expression.
327 · Nov 2018
Discipline
julianna Nov 2018
It’s difficult to enforce
Discipline
Whenever you feel like it.
You need to enforce it
All the time,
Because if not,
There’s rough times ahead.
327 · Oct 2018
Teenage Jealousy
julianna Oct 2018
It’s funny cuz I got jealous of your best friend
And I got mad when you were jealous of mine,
But it’s because we want to be together or else be alone.
No sharing.
So here we are,
Sharing feelings between us,
But never saying it.
And we will do that for a while longer
I think.
I’ll see him later and how it goes.
julianna Dec 2018
Where are you, my childhood?
You were a fool that I loved
Kites remind me when they fly above.
You’re gone but not dead,
Gone but not forgotten.
Your memory still breathes
When your winds blow my heart in.
321 · May 2019
Lazy Not Depressed
julianna May 2019
I’m lazy, not depressed
That’s why I lay in bed all day
My room is a mess
And my limbs don’t work anymore
I’m lazy, not depressed
I’m sad because I’m irresponsible
I cry because I’m guilty,
I don’t cry because I’m depressed
I cry because I’m lazy.
That’s all I’ll ever be
No one said that to me
But actions are more than speak
321 · Aug 2020
self-sabotage
julianna Aug 2020
i used to leave myself scarred,
torn apart on my bedroom floor
too much inner noise to hear your words
when i reached the limit,
self-sabotage.
julianna Feb 2018
they think that chicken soup
for the human soul
can cure me,
but I am vegetarian.
thought this was a silly concept
318 · Nov 2019
Enigma
julianna Nov 2019
I want to be an enigma
I want the words to fall out of my head
And into your hand
Or maybe into nothingness,
That would be better
I’m begging to feel nothing
And I’m dying to feel something
Just let me disappear, God
Let me fade away
For Forever
~
318 · Apr 2019
Red
julianna Apr 2019
Red
Red, I feel red.
I feel like
Comptine d'un Autre été: L'Après-Midi
Blue, I feel blue.
I feel like
Victor’s Piano Solo
Green, I feel green.
I feel like
To Build A Home
Orange, I feel like orange.
I feel like
Wicked Game
Yellow, I feel like yellow.
I feel like
idon’twannabeyouanymore
Black, I feel like black.
I feel like
Free The Animal
Purple, I feel like purple.
I feel like
Leave Me Alone (feat. Caitlin Henry)
~
Colors playlist. What song I associate with each song.
318 · Jan 2019
liar.
julianna Jan 2019
When did lies become the promise
And tears become a certainty - ?
318 · Apr 2018
"Perfectionist"
julianna Apr 2018
I hate making mistakes
In this life, you never win
I'm tired of getting close,
Close to a perfect that doesn't exist
317 · Aug 2019
humana
julianna Aug 2019
I own a heart                  
                     Dark and pumping
It helps
        And it hurts.                                                           It’s near to me
It’s always here

                 Blue and red flashes,
Flesh.  
Blood red.
                                             Soul.
317 · Oct 2018
What Fall Looks Like
julianna Oct 2018
I wanna paint a picture of
How much fall hurts
Like a maple leaf dipped in gold
Ripped from my skin,
Leaving behind parallel lines
And dark days
It makes me sleepy,
Cold, and nauseous
A rally for blood and depression
It leaves me wanting people near,
But oh so alone
The yellow and orange
Hurts so bad
This is what my fall looks like.
311 · Oct 2018
bad days
julianna Oct 2018
Bad
Days
That
Beckon
To
Be
Back
Again
Will
Always
Be
My
Future.
As another one rolls around, days are an endless wage of uncertainty...

Today happened to be a bad one.
309 · Oct 2020
rewind <<<
julianna Oct 2020
If I hit rewind,
If I just start over,
Would I actually be happy?
Or would I just find another thing to fret about?
Life isn’t about perfection,
But about finding the good in the imperfect.
308 · Feb 2018
Between lines.
julianna Feb 2018
I cannot read between the lines
You own them,
For they are not mine
To twist and turn and compromise
So tell me, do you think it's wise
To make me read between the lines?
306 · May 2018
nothing
julianna May 2018
There is nothing.
And the beats that I wanted to hear
go on too long.
I'm tired of being unsatisfied with things that I once wanted.
306 · Jan 2019
Runaway
julianna Jan 2019
I just want to run away
From problems
Feelings
Responsibilities
Truths
I want to run and never stop
Run and never look back.
No time for regrets...
Not now.
Not ever.
306 · Mar 2018
to 'fox-boy' and his cancer
julianna Mar 2018
Cancer free
Cancer free
My old best friend is cancer free
He didn't share his cancer with me
The cancer that was in his knee
We passed the hospital at three
And my heart had anxiety
But there was cancer in his knee
And no more room was left for me.
He had cancer, but we're both scarred and I can only blame myself.
302 · Aug 2018
Broken Heart, Broken Girl
julianna Aug 2018
You’ve left your mark on a broken heart,
On a whirlwind of a girl.
She knows that she’s unstable,
But she considered you her world.
She thinks about you randomly
And digs herself a hole,
So later she can sleep in it
And rest her hurting soul.
julianna Aug 2019
I don’t know what love is but I’ve tasted it before. I’ve danced this dance with you a thousand times. The dreaming took place, no matter the hour as I imagined your head next to mine. I’ve tried to forget you and your boundless warmth and I’ve tried to resist the desire to reach. But I’m afraid that you’ve slipped from me, my life, and my grip, leaving only saudade behind. You won’t remember me in her arms. “Do you miss me?” I think in the dark. “Do you think of me, even at all?” —
Doubts, endless scenarios played in my head. I wonder, I wish, I remain hopeful... and prepare to never see him again.
298 · Dec 2018
Another Love Story
julianna Dec 2018
This time, unconditional
I asked for a “kissy”
More than once, mind you
And I received what I had wanted
  <3
295 · Oct 2018
Masochist
julianna Oct 2018
When I feel something,
I just take a stab at it.
Like a 1-2 motion,
To make the most damage
In the least amount of time.
I want to draw blood
And make it last because
I’d rather feel that than nothing.
I think you could call me
A *******,
Or maybe a sentimentalist.
Whichever you prefer.
294 · Nov 2018
Recovery
julianna Nov 2018
I was allowed discharge after one year of progress,
And after a few measly weeks, I’m going back.
I don’t feel like a failure,
I’m just frustrated.
I thought that maybe the uphill battle would finally mellow out, but I’m getting bad again.
So I’m going to pick up the phone before I lose function,
Make and appointment,
And regress a few weeks.
But that’s okay,
Because recovery is not a straight line.
293 · Aug 2019
leftovers
julianna Aug 2019
I wish you would come back.
What’s left over now that you’re gone?
292 · Jul 2018
Dreams Hurt
julianna Jul 2018
Dreaming about you hurts really bad
It reminds me of what we could’ve had






.
292 · Jul 2018
Humble On A Mirror
julianna Jul 2018
Humble on a mirror
Is something you won’t find
Because humble is a virtue
That people hide inside
291 · Jun 2018
Missing You
julianna Jun 2018
Why are you the missing person in my life when you were never there at all?
The lost love, missing lyric, heart breaker.
I took one look at you and forever I was left: Hoping Dreaming Loving Begging Missing Wanting Needing you.
To touch you, hold you, have you...  Atleast one dose would have me satisfied.
But our paths diverted.
Maybe if I was braver
Maybe if you were stronger
Maybe
Maybe
Maybe
We’d be together and I’d be addicted,
but
I’d never be missing you again.
julianna May 2019
You push me up against the wall,
Because our love is bound to fall.
But you know what you can’t do?
You can’t save it.
You put your hands around my hips,
A taste of bitter guilt.
Your lips, my lips—
We kiss.
It’s the last time I’ll do this.
It’s over, that’s for sure.
A disaster? I don’t think so.
I’m walking out the door.
I know you’ll never find me.
You know that we’re done for.
I found a draft of this poem in my journal, which I wrote at age 12 (almost 13). I guess I’ve always been dramatic.
290 · Feb 2018
a-part
julianna Feb 2018
Every new year
for the rest of my life
Is now an
apart year
Because you are
a part of me
and you are
gone, love.
287 · Feb 2018
Never Had
julianna Feb 2018
Instead of getting angry
Instead of being sad
She read some books
And lived the lives
that other people had.
287 · Aug 2019
MCR
julianna Aug 2019
MCR
Tell me what to do.

I never write about anybody else
But me.

I can’t forget everything and anything.
It’s all or nothing.
All or nothing.

Black & white.
Forever.
285 · Aug 2021
mother
julianna Aug 2021
Mother hold me tighter,
I feel a bit cold
I wish you’d look at me longer
So you’d see the gold in my deep brown eyes
Stroke my hair and sing me to sleep
So I can be the child that I never got to be
If you held my hand,
Maybe I would feel less lonely
And if you kissed me I would feel less broken
Is it too much to ask for a tender word?
A loving touch?
A knowing nod?
I want advice only a mother would know
Teach me your ways
Share your gifts
Give me things other than clothes
Spend a few hours by my side
Hear my laugh, see me smile
Maybe then I could confide in my mother
My only mother
My dearest mother
285 · Oct 2018
Fear Without An Alibi
julianna Oct 2018
she fears without an alibi
that someone will take her away
restrain her freedom
and block the light of day
but fear without an alibi
is just fear alone
and it, without a battle
will never take you home
Anxiety, paranoia... don't give into unwarranted fear. I know *what* is feels like, but *why* do you feel that way? You're okay, I promise. Just make yourself know it.
282 · Oct 2018
Share
julianna Oct 2018
Sometimes I forget to share
Like I’m suddenly unaware of the line between my life and theirs.
I can appreciate something that’s not mine,
So why can’t they?
I need to remember to share.
Sometimes I get random bouts of jealousy when I see someone enjoying the same things that I do. Almost as if I had “claimed” it - per say. It’s a personality flaw that I’m working through...
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