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  20h Bri
erin walts
She may be somber
She may be sad
She never had a mother
She never had a dad

The feelings crawl up on top of each other
Crushing each below
Crumbling down like a sinkhole
in her heart’s hollow

She may be somber
She may be sad
She may be mourning
a life that she has never had

It piles and piles
It heaps and heaps

Heavy is the hollow heart that crumbles
Heavy is the heart that weeps
Bri 20h
Do you remember?
The way I stood to the side?
The way you looked to her first?
Do you remember?
The way I never was a part of your joke?
The way you ignored me?
Do you remember?
The way I held back tears around you?
The way you never asked about me?
Do you remember?
The way I wanted to die around you two?
The way you ruined me?
Do you remember?
No.
Because I was never more to you,
Then a second thought.
Bri Jul 25
It tasted good
So many flavors
I truly enjoyed it
I enjoyed food

I loved it until I thought of my body
Then my stomach lurched
It coiled and warped
My hunger retreating
After only two bites
I couldn’t force any more down

I hated the feeling
I hated that I couldn’t do it
I hated the food

But what I hated most
Was my brain
For forcing me to think like this
I did it subconsciously
Not on purpose
Never on purpose

It was all my brain
Not my greatest poetry-wise but I had to get my thoughts out of my brain.
  Jul 22 Bri
Heart hacker
There is a heart beneath the hearts,
Where no candle burns, no voice dares sing—
It keeps the ache of unsent letters,
And the weight of words we never bring.

It mourns in moments no clock remembers,
And bleeds in places no scar will show.
It stitches itself with threads of silence,
And smiles while no one cares to know.

Yet in its quiet, it holds the universe,
The prayers unspoken, the dreams turned grey.
A heart like this—unknown, unseen—
Is where the brightest stars are born each day.
  Jul 22 Bri
Ami Mathur
I imagine you embracing
That sunlight which was dying to get in
From your room's window—
It became brighter after you removed the curtains.

I envy and I adore—
The bookmark when you hold it in your hands
As you place it back in among the pages of your stories.

I imagine—
That coffee would taste —so blessed.
As it moved very courteously through your throat.

Those petals, those flowers
That you keep twirling between your fingers.
Look more gracious than before—

Are you that lyrical ballad?
Which my fingers long to write.
But my lips tremble to whisper.

What should I write more?—
To tell you
What my heart wants to tell?
Suddenly my heart has made my life like a theatre
And I am an actor, a loner
Dancing to your tunes

Unable to wake up from this dream
Yes, this is my dream —of you
By you; for you.
My dream is you
If you dreamt about someone like I did...
Just a warning!
If not true; these dreams are haunting
Bri Jul 22
An unfamiliar feeling
Almost like bubbles in my stomach
Fireworks in my brain

Laughter comes easily
Jokes slide off my tongue
Drunk on the feeling

Summer days
Long car rides
Music blasting
Bringing the strange feeling
Filling the air I breathe

Confidence
Love
The purest joy
Feeling as high as the stars in the sky

Better than a cigarette
Or any drug
The bursting
Euphoric feeling
Of true happiness
was feeling pretty good today for the first time in a long time
Bri Jul 21
I watched love break
But did it ever really exist?

I don’t remember a time
When they didn’t fight
When hate didn’t seep
Into every crack in our home
Poisoning them and me

They’d made a promise
And they broke it
Just like they broke their hearts

A fairytale gone wrong

And now I’m scared
Scared I’ll end up like them
Scared my home will always be broken

I’m terrified of commitment
Terrified of promises
Because I know
I might break them too

Because promises
Aren’t always forever
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