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270 · Mar 2018
Defenseless
lyka Mar 2018
I stand at the edge
refusing to fall
I was being defiant
by not answering your call
Because I was afraid
Because I was trying to be brave
Because that moment you reached out
Deep down, I knew wanted to cave
Into
You
Into every promise
I'm too scared to trust
Into everything
I claimed to be weakness
But
You
You see right through my fraud
And you disarm me with your smile
Strip away my facade
And I am left defenseless everytime
For the stubborn romantics
265 · Aug 2017
Be Kindness
lyka Aug 2017
Little girl, young and afraid
The world on your shoulders will be heavily weighed
People will be cruel and life unjust
They will teach you to grow up with deceit and distrust
But little girl, listen carefully to me
There is so much more out there if you make it to be
Happiness is a choice and love is something you share
Do not let them take away your ability to care
So little girl, young and afraid
Be brave
Become kindness instead
Be the change that you wish to see in the world - Mahatma Gandhi
259 · Dec 2018
12.06
lyka Dec 2018
I do not
write happy
Language
too foreign
for me
Sadness
I do more
eloquently
257 · Nov 2018
Migraine
lyka Nov 2018
I get headaches
instead of heartaches
My brain pushing down emotions.
So I used to take pain relievers whenever I feel hurt
I sometimes still do
So sometimes I get confused
if I'm hurting
or just having a migraine
255 · Apr 2017
perfect
lyka Apr 2017
'So when will you be getting a boyfriend?', they tease
'Oh, I don't even want to get married',
They laugh. I smile. And the conversation ends
Easily dismissed as a joke, some playful remark
They laugh away a truth they've spent years denying
They ignore the reasons glaringly left unsaid
Like the children their husbands have fathered outside their wombs
Like the woman who has ruined our family silently dining with us
No one spares a glance at the elephant living by them
For the sake of family, for what is seen
And then they all think that I rejoice at the thought of having their lives
Trophy wives who settle down, busy raising their trophy children
Brandishing the perfection they're so desperate to cling to
An expensive vase glued together
Priceless
Worthless
255 · Aug 2017
Hello 09/12
lyka Aug 2017
Would you say hello to a stranger like me?
The one in the back with the smile you can't see
Her nose in a book and a coffee in hand
Listening to rhythm of an unknown band

Would you say hello? Would you take a chance?
Be the first man to ask my hand for a dance
Be brave enough cause the chances could be
I'm sitting here hopin that you would notice me

Would you say hello? Cause it could all start from here
No one really knows but we might find something rare
A chance of holding on to something that's true
A chance that you're mine and I'm for you
Another old poem in all its cheesy glory. Still one of my favorites :)
255 · Jun 2018
Deep Blue pt. 2
lyka Jun 2018
Wherever life takes you,
Do not forget that you are
the space to my ocean
If your darkness becomes too much
Look down on me
and I will reflect back your stars
You'll always have a home with me
254 · Aug 2017
Untitled Thoughts
lyka Aug 2017
Here in the city under these bright urban lights
I hear people calling their dreams to come alive
Out there where scrapers tend to touch the sky
I'd give anything for that one angel's smile

Somewhere in the world, someone's gazing at the stars
Another stranger is sitting alone in the corner of a bar
Out there where possibilities come in endless strings
Somebody's wondering what tomorrow will bring

Facing the endless sea towards the waking of dawn
A new life opens as the past comes undone
On the other side, twilight collects the remains of the day
Memories are fading and sands are washed away
Wrote and posted this online years ago
240 · Apr 2017
Five
lyka Apr 2017
Little girl
afraid
of the monsters
below
her bed
Little girl
you'll grow up
to befriend them
instead
237 · Oct 2017
Me too
lyka Oct 2017
The phone rings in my hand
as I wipe away the tears.
She calls for no other reason
and the good daughter settles in to take control

It's about my brother of course,
he's in trouble; he needs me
I hold my voice steady and keep the broken parts at bay
I tell her okay. Not to worry and that I'll be on my way

She worries for him, repeats instructions a million times
It hurts me that she doesn't notice the little cracks in my voice
The quiet pauses in between the yes's and okays

I try not to be selfish
Be the daughter she needs me to be Strong and unbroken
But as the patched up pieces barely hold on to each other
The child within me cries for her mother
237 · Apr 2018
Flame
lyka Apr 2018
I guess I wanted warmth
And I guess we burned for a while
But you were only a flicker
When I needed fire
236 · Sep 2018
Goldilocks
lyka Sep 2018
I learned to hold myself back
the same day I learned
there can be too much of me
Too much anger
Too much honesty
Too many emotions

I learned that I lose people
When I care too much
So I cut out some pieces
Hoping to be someone's enough
Gave out some pieces too
Trying to make someone just right
234 · Mar 2018
Patience
lyka Mar 2018
I am a broken glass of water
filled to the brim
A few drops from spilling
A few drops from breaking
234 · Feb 2018
01.02
lyka Feb 2018
I make up
a lot of fantasies
about love
The best one
was the one called us
228 · Apr 2017
Ghost
lyka Apr 2017
I wish to be the heart break
behind your eyes
the words
to every sad love song on the radio
the quiet melancholy
that wakes you every morning
the raindrops
that hit your window

I wish to be the sorrow
you carry with every step
the bitter taste
that lingers on your tongue
the sighs
that haunt the spaces of your day
the last regret you'll hang upon
First poem published on this site :)
225 · Sep 2017
Lazy
lyka Sep 2017
I want a lazy kind of love
Too early to acknowledge the sun peeking through the window blinds
Too comfortable to disentangle arms and legs and sheets between us
Just enough warmth to forget all the plans we've made for the day
And that lazy smile resting on your face saying good morning everyday
222 · Jun 2019
06.22.19
lyka Jun 2019
I want to take back the days I was sad
I want to show you that I can be better
Kinder, more lovable, braver
I want to take back the days I wasted
crying on my bed stuck in my head
When I could have,
should have been better instead
But I can't take back the days I was sad
No I can only be better
I can be braver for other people
221 · Sep 2020
Question
lyka Sep 2020
Exactly how many times must a soul break
Before a masterpiece is written?
How many pieces more do I need to shatter
To create a poem that will outlive me
217 · Jul 2019
Megan
lyka Jul 2019
I hope you think of us on Malibu nights
A couple of sad drunk girls
under pink fairy lights
The sound of our laughter
drowning away
the tears that we've shed
I hope you felt all the love we've left unsaid
Safe travels and hope to see you soon
217 · Jan 2019
D.N.R
lyka Jan 2019
She tells me

I should be grateful,

that I survived.

But why does survival

FEEL

like I'm hooked up

to a machine

forcing air

into my lungs;

keeping me alive

when I've long been

DEAD
DO.NOT.RESUSCITATE
215 · Sep 2019
9.10.19
lyka Sep 2019
Anxiety means
I stood there
outside your
door for an hour
Coaxing
whatever brave
I had left
to come out.
It didn't
and I turned back
towards home
212 · Dec 2018
12.17
lyka Dec 2018
I envy those who laugh easy,
who cry easily, who love easy
I've been so used to
pushing my feelings down
That they never quite
reach the surface on time
211 · Jun 2019
06.03.19
lyka Jun 2019
There was nothing between us.
No sweet words uttered in secret
No promises made under the moonlight
No longing looks stolen from time
No names patiently carved with a knife
But his lips stayed longer than they should
And his hands lingered for a while
His eyes spoke a language we never learned
Like something deep down had overturned
Will retitle once I think of something
207 · Sep 2020
10.18.20
lyka Sep 2020
Practice religion in any way you need to
Be it through prayer, philosophy or poetry
Any gracious God will accept your soul
No matter how you choose to offer it
204 · Jul 2017
Writing Process
lyka Jul 2017
I write to rid
of the feelings
that drag at my soul
202 · Mar 2018
Poetry is Forgiving
lyka Mar 2018
It will not spite you
for taking its intentions,
putting it into your mouth
and spitting it back to the world
contaminated with your soul
Happy World Poetry Day :)
200 · Jul 2019
Messiah Complex
lyka Jul 2019
Perhaps I am attracted to melancholy
and to every lost soul
Like a distant call I refuse to ignore
I jump into every ocean
not knowing how to swim
No ounce of hesitation at all
But through every answer
Every outstretched hand
I hope to become the person
I once needed the most
I hope to be someone's salvation
I hope to save my own ghost
191 · Sep 2017
J.
lyka Sep 2017
J.
Your smile reminds me
of my favorite song
And if I could,
I'd keep it on repeat all day long
190 · Nov 2019
Room
lyka Nov 2019
I made a room out of sadness
filled it with picture frames
of arguments I refused to let go
A tear stained sofa
that was meant to welcome guests
Is now where my past
has overstayed its welcome

Hanging on the walls
is a picture I drew
of a memory called happy
And on the coffee table
sits an old phonebook
of people who promised
to stay in touch

This was only supposed to be
a guestroom where I allowed
my chaos to visit from time to time
But somehow the boxes of anxiety
have piled up
and the monsters
have found their way
under this bed too
Even my safe place has become haunted by me
187 · Nov 2019
09.13.19
lyka Nov 2019
I was desperate for peace
I allowed the chaos
To drown me into silence
185 · Mar 2018
River
lyka Mar 2018
I've decided to
let time flow
between us

Until it erodes
all the bitterness
we've built up

Washing away
all the pain
and wrong notions

Leaving room
for new waters
to pile up

Until forgiveness
flows back
into the ocean
185 · Feb 2020
Peace of Mind
lyka Feb 2020
You are the soft sigh of the waves
receeding from the shore
The warm breeze on a slow day
The pink sky before the sun bids goodnight
The first flower that  blooms on May
184 · Jun 2019
05.30.19
lyka Jun 2019
I wish I can look back
And say I had no regrets
That I learned all my lessons
And in front of you is a new person
But I keep making the same mistakes
And somehow I have more questions
Like how is it that I still feel broken
Even after my supposed salvation
182 · Aug 2020
08.24.20
lyka Aug 2020
In it’s own way, self love can be the hardest kind
When you are against your own stubborn
Your own cynic
Learning to fight for that love
Means learning to do more than just survive
To understand that being selfish can be a kindness
And that being fragile also means to be treated gently
And not just easily broken or damaged
lyka Apr 2019
A hand writing silly notes to leave with the food meant to keep you alive during work

A shoulder staying still so you won't wake up from your nap on a 2 hour drive

Arms that tighten around you, figjting to hold you together

A back against your door shaking in tears, refusing to leave you behind

Eyes straining to keep awake so you won't be alone on one of your darkest nights

A soul spilling unto paper to write a poem of how much you are loved in this life
Read the title online and made me think
163 · Feb 2020
Playground Boyfriend
lyka Feb 2020
He reached into the sandbox
And found all the favorite toys
I thought I lost long ago
Picked up a red bucket
And told me we could rebuild the sandcastle
That some kid stomped all over
He asked if I wanted to be the princess
And I told him 'I want to be the Red Ranger'
I expected him to say something stupid,
Like 'Girls can't be the Red Ranger'
But instead he replied, 'Cool, I'll be Yellow'
I write for myself
146 · Feb 2020
Breathe
lyka Feb 2020
I never knew I was drowning
I thought that's just how everybody lived
With water filling their chests,
With hearts pushing with every beat
No light in the bottom of the ocean

Then I started swimming towards the light
Not knowing what lied beyond the surface
The first time air touched my lips
and caught in my throat
it felt like a violent whiplash

It felt like I was dying
The water spilling out of me
My heart beating so fast, lungs filled with air. It was painful to breathe
It was painful to live

— The End —