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ln May 2014
Life is like a pizza. You crave for a larger one, thinking that you're hungry enough to finish everything yourself. That's like yourself 10 years ago, wanting to become an adult. Now that you're halfway there, all you want to do is go back to being a kid. Sometimes the pizza is too hot, and you've got to wait for it to settle down before shoving it down your throat. The same way, life gets a little rough sometimes, so you sit and wait impatiently, till it gets better. Sometimes, the pizza's too cold. So you heat it up a little. The same way, life gets a little boring sometimes. So you get yourself involved in **** that doesn't necessarily need your attention, under the name of "you only live once". Some pizza toppings are pushed away, because you don't like how it tastes. The same way, you neglect people just because you don't like them. On the other hand, you can't get enough of some pizza toppings. They're too good to stop eating. Those are like family and best friends, you just can't stay away. Although sometimes too much of the same topping makes you want to throw up, you order it the next time anyway, just because you like it. All said and done, at the end of the day, you finish the pizza. That's like death. You really wish there was more pizza, but there's just no more. Sometimes, there's too much, you throw it away. That symbolises suicide. When there's too much to deal with, and you just end it. The only difference is, you can always order another box of pizza, but you can't order another box of life.
ln May 2014
And
every
breath
I
inhaled
and
exhaled,

tasted
like
you
.
ln May 2014
Here's a list of reasons;
1. Your mother carried you in her womb for 9 whole months
2. She went through hell giving birth to you
3. Your dad spent his entire life savings buying your diapers and clothes
4. Your little sister looks up to you
5. Your cousin wants to be able to smile as bright as you do
6. Your niece wants to be a good poet, just like you are
7. Your grandmother wants to watch her granddaughter at her graduation
8. Your boyfriend wants to spend the rest of his life with you
9. Your favorite music bands need your support
10. Your favorite tv shows need you to stay up late waiting for the next episode to be released
11. Your favorite books needs a reader who would read it over and over again
12. Your pen and paper need an artist who is inspired by everything around him/her
13. You make a difference
14. You matter
15. Because you were brought into the world for a reason, and for that ******* reason, you shall be alive.
  May 2014 ln
-KL
What happened?
You've changed.
Slowly distancing yourself from me.
It's scaring me.
What happened to,
Us?
Days go by and it seems as if you're falling out of love with me.
What happened to forevermore?
-K.L.
ln May 2014
I can't describe what it was like,
Falling in love with you was 'yike';
Getting to know you was fun,
Your face glimmering under the sun.

I can't describe how I feel,
But it makes me feel like an eel;
It makes me feel so sad,
But some part of me feels bad.

I can't describe what I think,
It makes me feel like a *****;
I don't know how that made sense,
But it made me feel so dense.

I can't describe what I see,
It makes me go like 'wee';
I wish I knew what to say,
It would keep my thoughts at bay.

I don't know where this poem's going,
It makes me want to smash my head like 'boing';
I had fun rhyming all these,
It made me feel at ease.

I hope this made you smile,
For it made me feel less vile.
Thanks for the memories.
ln May 2014
I think the worst kind of sadness
comes from within

The kind of sadness
that hits you with no explanation

The kind of sadness
after watching the one you love walk away

The kind of sadness
when you're choking with thoughts

The kind of sadness
that makes happiness seem unattainable

The kind of sadness
when you've scarred the one you love

The kind of sadness
that makes you feel
like
it's
the
end
of
the
world
.
I miss you.
ln May 2014
Do you convince yourself to believe
that you can?

Or

Do you actually believe
that you can?
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