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 Jul 2018 Katja
Darcy Lynn
I am adept
In the art of being okay
I have mastered the craft
Of covering my troubles
I use all sorts of fancy facades
Acrylic, oil, watercolor
You name it.

I can paint over nearly anything

You will never know
How late I was up last night
Or why.

My eyes flicker
Like candlelight
But you couldn’t see
You couldn’t possibly see
I’m too good
For that.

I can dance, too
Waltzing away my sorrows
Carefully tip toe-ing the
Pas-de-I-am-fine
I get a standing ovation every time

I’m very talented, you see.

But my all time favorite
Is my disappearing act
I’m still perfecting it
Right now
But one of these days
I’ll show you
How I
Slip
Slip
Slip
Away

Right through your fingers.
I know how lonely it is to be a tree
To watch November come and my leaves fly away
Because you were my leaves
Beautiful and vibrant on the way to death.
So much so it's a wonder why you were ever alive.

*The Suicide Diaries
 Jun 2018 Katja
Lillie Marie
As you sit down by the lonely tree
wanting to scream and yell
wanting to be free
instead you cry
you cry so hard
wishing things were different
wishing you didn't have a heart
Instead what you get
is the most painful feeling
the feeling of loneliness,
just like this tree
You shiver you quake
you feel so numb
like everything is crumbling around you
and you cant stop it

I can't take it anymore
I plead I plead
but no one can hear me
I just wish to be free
 Jun 2018 Katja
WiltingMoon
Lonely tree upon the hill,
Oh how I wish I was with you still.
Laying in your shadow of hope,
Where a swing is the only use for rope.
And when your leaves rub together,
They make a sound mimicking forever.
Alone at your stump,
Feeling my heart pump.
Oh lonely tree,
You make me feel free
 Jun 2018 Katja
JP Goss
Smoking Tree
 Jun 2018 Katja
JP Goss
They say that you are the lung of the world
An umbrella for the street light.
I know you can, and this I trust
Turn my bad habit into something of use
Unlike dear reflection, contemplation under
The stars.

At the concourse of many lives,
How much spite you must have caught,
I ‘hale a generation’s lot
Could I ask cleanliness that follows me
Into silence? Surely in the summer of its
Passionate body—
Surer towards its autumn.
 Jun 2018 Katja
Megan Rose
a rose.
 Jun 2018 Katja
Megan Rose
I can't stop
thinking about
raindrops
on roses
how the perfectly round
droplets shine
and how they look
like diamonds
backed by an elegant
red dress
I can't stop
thinking about
the smell
of the rain
with the perfume
of the flower
and I can't stop
being happy.
A man has to make decisions
He never wanted to make
The hardest thing is facing reality
When you know you must make the decision
But everything is in the way
What do you do?
You must be a man and make the decision.
Life was never meant to be easy,it will always be rough at times.
I'm not the best at coping, but i will learn to be better
It won't get easier from here.
Tonight has been very hard for me. I must be a Man and do what i know must be done even when i don't like it. On top of graduating etc etc. It's been very hard.
 Jun 2018 Katja
Lana Grace
They're all telling you to be strong,
when we're all hurting.
You see, I'm not the type of girl that just accepts sadness,
I'm the type of girl that wants to overcome it.
I want to honor the God who created me,
and try to be brave.

But oh, how hard life can be sometimes.

The expectations they hold,
sometimes it feels like they're asking for perfection.
I try so hard,
oh so hard.
How hard it is to be brave.

Because when the hurt we recieve,
we show it in return.
We've hurt ourselves by hurting others.

What would it be like to be loved by someone in the most perfect way?
We're all so capable of it.
But so many of us have been hurt,
we've forgotten how to be brave.
We've ignored it, and submitted to what every other person has done.
You see, I don't think it's because we don't want to be brave.
I feel like we don't know how to.

We don't know how to make our fake smiles into genuine smiles even on the worst days.
We don't know how to look at a horrible situation and realize how God might be saving us from something even harder.
We can't look at the people who have hurt us  and be able to forgive them.
You see, bravery isn't just an act of heroism.
It's the unimaginable.
The act of love,
Putting others first.
We've forgotten how to be brave.
Let's be brave.
thoughts~
 Jun 2018 Katja
Chloe Elizabeth
Sometimes
I feel like I'm just
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In the insanity we call society
With the whole world
Touching my skin
But nowhere to go
And no where to sink in

By Chloe Elizabeth
11:55 p.m thoughts
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