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Kaiden Jul 9
When your hands are freezing, cold water seems warm,
A bit of kindness seems like a confession,
Trauma seems like normal life.
I really wish i could control the water's temperature myself.
dawg idk im bored💔
Kaiden Jul 7
I try to keep myself together,
Holding onto you like a lifeline,
Yet i feel my hands slip off when you're gone.

And it works,
For just a while,
But it's so unfamiliar..
I got used to the feeling of the other one too much,
And haven't fully let go yet.
i love him sm but holy **** i need to learn to get over stuff
Kaiden Jul 7
Lie to me
And tell me you love me,
While both of us know
You don't.
idk i feel like my writing is getting so much worse but im too tired to care
Kaiden Jul 7
is it pathetic,
that the only way i can deal with your words
is hurting myself?

an argument
that you'll forget about in 15 minutes,
leaves scars on my body
that will last forever.
apologies don't erase the damage, especially if it's physical, and i don't care if i sound like a **** rn but she should ******* understand that
Kaiden Jul 5
A quick, (not) painless way
To abandon all of your struggles.
An attempt to feel special, they say,
While in reality it's so much more.

They say only a coward would do it,
But i tried to take the life
Of the child i once were,
And the adult i could become.
So im alive i guess.... I can't really write that well yet but at least I have a boyfriend now so maybe i won't **** myself, i dunno
  Jul 2 Kaiden
Lostling
From young, we play--
Tiny hands, big dreams

Then they hand us books,
And say, study hard.
Why?
So we can work in the future.

Why work? To enjoy.
Then work more
To enjoy a little more.

A loop,
Endless and spinning

So I say good riddance!
I denounce this life and laugh in its face.
It has no meaning.
Not unless you give it one.

The world can give you a hundred reasons.
But none of them are yours
Write your own answer.
Life is a tool. What will you do with it?
  Jun 29 Kaiden
Liana
Me
I am so much
I am too much
Too much everything
Clingy
Intense
Quiet
Loud
And I’m simultaneously somehow
Still not enough
Even though I just had a good time with a friend, I still feel like ****. I don’t understand why I’m like this. I hate myself.
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