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vonny Apr 2020
we've gone from strangers in the dark

the nighttime glow of excitement 

fingers brushing

faces flushing



now things are different

i hold a warmer hand

i don't look at you the same way

my heart's not racing like before



though i don't long for our previous intimacy

the kisses and warmth are forever gone

i miss you achingly

our late night evening conversations without hearts rushing



the care we shared for each other was pure

although the heat is gone

i did this to myself

i lost a best friend
i wrote this about a boy i used to love. i missed his friendship deeply, even if i was happier with a new relationship
vonny Apr 2020
who was the girl with the short and dyed hair?

that was all everyone seemed to ever ask me

she had glory and glow that nothing could ever compare

one would have to blind to not see

she was the falling sunset that opened its heart

to the lovely couples on the hill 

due to her intense show she was always falling apart

but nothing could ever destroy her will

however she was bright and hard to look at

her struggles were awful hardships and full of pain

her glasses held her tears as she sat

and she filled her heart with a greed to gain

she wanted more and more and more

i wanted to be free

she always would ignore

the pitiful child that was me
i wrote this about this girl i was friends with who wasn't a good friend. she wasn't a bad person, in fact she was great, but she didn't care nearly enough about her current friends. she held onto the past a lot, and i overlooked these qualities because of her past experiences. i hope she's truly happy now, back in the past.
vonny Apr 2020
hello, i would say my name

but i have too many titles that aren't the same

i've been alive for quite some valubale time

memories that may not always fall into rhyme

but they are pure and true and whole

and the reason of the existence of my very own soul

i am almost four, my birthday is coming soon

it is probably in november, in the afternoon

but the exact date of my birth is not important because

its not the time it happened that matters, its the action that does

i am the strawberries, the cupcakes, the  snow, and the peaches 

but i'm also the cookies, sunshine, the city, and the beaches

i am composed of messages and fingers moving at a fast pace

and nothing else matters, and no one needs space

no, i do not know who i will be because time will come

but i do know who i am, and who i want to become
i wrote this about the personification of a very important friendship in my life
vonny Apr 2020
Sunlight pours through a glass pane, filling the room with gentle warmth,

kissing my face.

and i know one truth.

i love you <3
happiness is great
vonny Apr 2020
the walls were crashing down on me

silver sadness poured out of my eyes

i kept running and running

but there was nowhere to go

except pits of black darkness

stumbling, my feet tripped

and i proceeded to fall-

a warm hand gripped mine and pulled me over the surface

more water streaks were on my cheeks

as the goddess pulled me in for a hug

the warm fragrance of animal crackers enfolded me

friendship and smiles in one long embrace

and i wondered why i thought i was alone in the first place
i wrote this about my best friend, but this was after i stopped having romantic feelings for her. this was about our friendship, and how pure it was. i love her so much, she is my sister, my best friend.
vonny Apr 2020
you were forbidden to eat,

yet one look at your crisp red skin sent me into ecstasy

instead of sinking my teeth into your imagined taste like i was tempted to,

i instead took the role of protecting my dear ones from your poison

this task made me keen and aware to your attempts,

of emulating a sweet apple for them and i to eat

despite the graceful attempts to resist tasting you,

i did take a careful bite

only to find out,

you weren't the poison everyone had warned me about
i wrote this about a boy i love, who i did avoid at first because he seemed a little mean. however when i knew him, he was not what people said he was.
vonny Apr 2020
silence is golden

and that's why i am silver

i am second best

and i will open my mouth to speak 

the boy who will keep it all in

sugar and cinnamon escape my lips

the girl who cries alone

i will keep talking so she forgets her pain

words words words

that is all i can do

but when push comes to shove

how can i be quiet?

how can i stop talking?

when all i can do is help?

but my tongue has been sliced

there is blood in my mouth

i cannot speak

and i know that they will not want me

i am useless

and they will do what they've longed to do for a long time

they will leave
i wrote this about how my friendship/compliments/love is the only thing that defined me. at least that's how it felt with these two friends, a narcissist and another girl who was stuck in the past. either way, i constantly was comforting these two with words.
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