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Bri Sep 20
There comes a kid
Whose anger, whose sadness
Becomes too much
They don’t know what to do.
They want others to understand.
They’re just a kid.

Blue and gold
Dripping crimson,
Air ringing
Like the shattered glass on the floor.

Running-
Running-
Get away,
Escape
Into the woods.

Bang-
Bang-
Chasing through the halls,
You once trusted.

“Is this really happening?”
“I never thought it would be us.”
Kids on the news,
Cops in the halls

“Are we safe?”
I’m praying and sending my love to anyone involved. I felt like I needed to write something in such a hard time. Spread awareness, especially since most national news barely covered this because of other events happening.
  Sep 20 Bri
Dorothea Daisy
There is no knife that cuts my skin

Just too many bright reflections

Good words are screaming from within

And blood might help confessions

I’ve read so many similar words on here

In some weird way that fills me with fear

I can understand it’s romantic, I guess

But for once in my life I wish to hear less

Little red drops, they won’t help the pain

Big chunky bracelets on your wrist

It makes you feel like you’re insane

Yet still you remain, and still you insist
I feel like this sounds too optimistic and unfinished, but maybe that’s the charm? or not? feel free to share your opinion
  Sep 20 Bri
Kezexxe
When I make it home,
Can i not be alone?
Be by my side,
When I make it home,
Can we write our names in stone,
So people know we tried?
When I make it home-
If I make it home.
  Sep 20 Bri
Arii
And I think ‘bout
Everything
More than just
Anything

That the universe could
Give,

Sometimes it means
Everything
Sometimes it means
Nothing

At all.

A man would give all of
Him
Just to lose most of it,
Just to get some of it back,

Or nothing

At all.
Bri Sep 20
her wrists
bleeds with her pain
she hides
beneath sweaters
beneath sleeves
she doesn’t want to talk
she doesn’t want to share

i hold my words
like shards of glass
my voice
rusts from things left unsaid

she carries the weight of the world
and the best i can do
is hold her close
when she falls

i stand and i wait
for her to let me
be the one to bleed instead
Bri Aug 25
Love me like we’re underwater
Where I’m the only air you breathe
Love me like we’re underwater
Where nothing breaks the world we knew
Love me like we’re underwater
Drown with me
I’ll drown with you

Love me like we’re in the dark
Where silence keeps our secrets safe
Love me like we’re in the dark
Where only you can see me true
Love me like we’re in the dark
Fade with me
I’ll fade with you

Love me like we’re in a storm
Where thunder drowns the world out
Love me like we’re in a storm
Where lightning falls between us two
Love me like we’re in a storm
Break with me
I’ll break with you
took this idea from a prompt on pinterest
  Aug 15 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
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