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Apr 2016 · 300
Remember
- Apr 2016
I think I will always remember
how your hands fit in mine
how your hugs forced my broken pieces to fit
how your words, our words, seemed to rhyme
how your kisses blew the pain away

I think I will always remember
how happy we made each other feel

I think I will always remember
how we chose to be right

I think what will always stay with me
is how easily you have let go
Apr 2016 · 633
-
- Apr 2016
-
Everything was
Too much
Too soon
yet it wasn't enough
Apr 2016 · 413
Word Vomit
- Apr 2016
Start
Lost
Wander
Found
Fall
Deeper
Closer
Love
Feel
Too much
Too soon
Too real
Embrace
Walk
Stroll
Hold
Tight
Kiss
Stars
Kiss
Kiss
Kiss
Kis­s
Too deep
Too late
Too real
Try
Walk
Away
Numb
Ignore
Found
Wander
Lost
End
Apr 2016 · 1.1k
End Game
- Apr 2016
whatever we think we have
is destructive

they say opposites attract
but what they don't say is
damage seeks out damage

we both know this is temporary
we'll never gonna choose each other

we are asymptotes
staying close to each other;
would never gonna cross the line
or would we?

maybe we're perpendicular lines
we'd cross the line
once
but that's it
or is it?

maybe we're each other's point b
each other's end point
but i doubt that

I think I know what we are
We are black splats
or stains hiding
in each other's blind spots

we see each other
when we want to

hide each other
when we want to

and I am tired
of being your temporary cure
because healing you
is like alcohol
it kills me but gets me addicted
makes me miserable yet happy
healing you is like being offered
space cakes
no matter how hard i try
to convince everyone it's harmless, it destroys
it builds me up
then lets me down
makes me feel everything then nothing at all

i don't know how it happened
all of a sudden then all at once

we both know this won't last
please erase me
wash the stain
open both your eyes
let go

whatever we think we have
let it die

---

let This die
but dont forget

we'll stay close
enough to keep each other warm
but not too much to let each other burn
Apr 2016 · 487
Play
- Apr 2016
never thought it would be that easy

all it took
were two hands
two bottles gulped
two stomachs with nothing but butterflies
two trapped hearts
two lonely souls
a hug
a tight one
another one
a gaze
a warm gaze
a soft touch
a soft voice
telling me to just look at the stars
when there's none
and pretend that cranes
were giraffes looking after the city
and a kiss
on a forehead
we both know we're trapped
but we pretended

you told me you were home
and i couldn't get any happier
for you
step by step you were recovering yourself
and step by step
you made me lose mine

and time's up
we had to part ways
but whatever chance we had, we took
whatever it took, we did
and another kiss
closer
closer
your hugs were tighter
closer

then we faded
Apr 2016 · 283
Untitled
- Apr 2016
And in the end
It's not about how you feel
that matters

It's what you intend to do
Apr 2016 · 550
Six Word Story XIV
- Apr 2016
I
don't
want
us
to
end
*babe
Apr 2016 · 465
We
- Apr 2016
We
We were just two people
who happened to be
at the same place
at the same time

We were just two people
Being exactly where we want to

We were just two people
*Being exactly who we need
Apr 2016 · 310
Six Word Story XIII
- Apr 2016
You need not ask,
I'll go
Wish you well.
Apr 2016 · 305
Six Word Story XII
- Apr 2016
We could've,
but chose
*not to
Apr 2016 · 203
Untitled
- Apr 2016
Everything
matters
less
after
you
wake
up
Apr 2016 · 329
?
- Apr 2016
?
And I am confused

I don't know which

I am lost

I am lost in you

I am lost with you

I am lost from you

I am lost

I am

Am I?
Apr 2016 · 401
Six Word Story XI
- Apr 2016
Some forevers
only last
for seconds
Apr 2016 · 317
VII
- Apr 2016
VII
Ours is a story
I'll never forget
Apr 2016 · 266
Hummmmm
- Apr 2016
Like the sound you hear when you hear nothing

I am numb

And even if it makes me feel so strong

It makes me feel so weak at the same time

I want to feel
But
Apr 2016 · 278
Untitled
- Apr 2016
I am too busy
saving other people

I forgot to save myself
Apr 2016 · 687
Untitled
- Apr 2016
I am so tired of endings
I don't wanna start anything at all

I am tired of losing things
I don't wanna feel like having anything at all

I am so used to being lost
I don't wanna be found anymore

I am tired of faking smiles
I don't know what's real anymore

I am so used of being broken
I feel nothing at all
Apr 2016 · 265
.
- Apr 2016
.

this is the period to the fragment we keep on skipping

this marks the ending of the phrase we don't want to speak of

let's stop putting commas and semi colons
let's start making sense

whatever it was
whatever it is

the end
Apr 2016 · 323
XI
- Apr 2016
XI
Thanks for reviving
What was dead
:)
Apr 2016 · 613
II
- Apr 2016
II
I will always choose
to break my own heart
than to break others'

I will always put
other people's happiness
before mine

It will always be okay
for my knees to be bruised
for my hands to be scarred
for my mind to be clouded
for my soul to be crushed
just to save others

And that's the sad thing

I've already established
that I come **second
Apr 2016 · 1.5k
Six Word Story X
- Apr 2016
Everything
I felt,

You did not
Apr 2016 · 275
Untitled
- Apr 2016
And I have been telling people
To never hesitate,
To always love,
To never waste time

I have been reminding people
It's okay to cry,
It's okay to care
It's okay to show affection

I have been urging people
To help the broken
To pull the down
To heal the beaten

But all these are just excuses
All these are lies
I want people to save other people
*I just want people to save me
Jan 2016 · 388
Untitled
- Jan 2016
People say,
"If you won't love yourself,
no one will."


But
most of us
fall in love with the
broken ones
Nov 2015 · 321
Hers
- Nov 2015
Her laughter was better than the melody of my favorite song
If I could listen to it forever, I would
Too bad,
I haven't heard it for months


Her words were comforting
Even more soothing than the classics
She spoke the truth in the kindest ways
There are no words I'd rather listen to than hers
But her last words were the opposite


Her hug was warmer than the pink covers I've been using since I was six
If I could embrace her forever, I would
But when I touched her today,
She was cold


She was the best among all
If someone could have stayed forever, I wished it to be her
However --
Nov 2015 · 864
- Nov 2015
I emptied myself
to complete you
And in return
You poured it all
to someone else
Oct 2015 · 404
Six Word Story IX
- Oct 2015
I am not
just your
routine
Aug 2015 · 739
Lost in You
- Aug 2015
I wanna be the wanderer lost in your body*

I'll treat the lines of your hands as road maps;
your fingerprints as busy intersections

I wanna get lost in every corner of your body
exploring ‘til I see darkness and cobwebs on the insides of your ribcage

I wanna see every broken piece of your heart;
and mend them together, one by one, slowly and surely

I wanna get lost in your mind and hear your every thought
Your opinions, your dreams, your frustrations, and your sweet pillow talk
(I bet they’ll all be fascinating and depressing at the same time)

I’ll stay at the corners of your mouth
Your lips will be my pillow and bed, your words will be my bedtime stories

I wanna memorize your scars, and examine them
I’ll figure out everything behind every mark,
and know how they made you stronger

Your clavicle will be my resting place
after I travel through your veins

I’ll spend a week looking in your eyes, determining whether they’re black or a hue of dark hazelnut

I will travel along the lines of your face,
and observe how these lines wiggle as you smile, or frown, or cry

I’ll climb to the bridge of your nose,
and be amazed to see everything clearly

I’ll drop by your liver
and comfort it every time you gulp a six pack beer

I’ll pass by your lungs
and clean it after you finish a pack of cigars

I’ll protect you
I’ll accept everything that you are

It will take me forever to know every tiny detail of your body,
but I’m gonna love it
I am sure
because *I don't mind getting lost
as long as it's in you
Aug 2015 · 446
Heaven
- Aug 2015
If a forever with you
is what heaven feels like

I'd be more than willing
to take my own life
Aug 2015 · 392
Will
- Aug 2015
let me die happy
or let me die
fighting for it
Apr 2015 · 749
Six Word Story VIII
- Apr 2015
You're my home
Now I'm **homesick
Mar 2015 · 642
Breathe me in
- Mar 2015
until my soul
fills your lungs
with flowers

until my love
cleanses
the cobwebs
beneath your ribs

until my heart
pumps the blood
your body needs

until my bones
crumble to cover
your veins //

**breathe me in
and never
exhale me out
for you
Nov 2014 · 1.9k
Sleep
- Nov 2014
too much of it means you're not living
too little, and it means the same thing
Nov 2014 · 1.0k
Fatigue
- Nov 2014
my body's tired from doing tasks that I have no passion for
my eyelids are getting heavier by the minute,
like no amount of coffee can ever keep me awake
i am drained;
the kind of exhaustion that neither sleep nor food can ever cure

my teachers say they're preparing us for something bigger
i worry about my sleep debts but i worry more about passing
i just hope that the "bigger thing" is worth more than my health

yet here i am writing this poem that has nothing to do with the things i am required to pass
but at least it has no format,
it has no rules;
& more importantly,  i have no one to please

for my professors this poem is a waste of time
for them, this poem doesn't matter
but it does
it does to *me
Oct 2014 · 1.5k
She's a painter
- Oct 2014
She paints smiles on people's faces
But she can't paint one for herself

Day by day, she tries
Everyday, she fails


Until she came up with an idea
of painting her last canvas
She wants it to be memorable
and so she did it

Not with a brush, but with a razor
Not on a paper, but on her wrist
And the colors were not pastels
nor watercolors, but it was red.
It was blood.
And it spilled
Til it was too much.


True enough, her masterpiece
was remembered
It was seen as a symbol of sin by some,
some say it's simply tragic
some try to understand
--and for her that's art--
Something that tells a story
sad and beautiful at the same time

*The painter wanted to be a masterpiece
And so
she became one
Sep 2014 · 856
Amidst
- Sep 2014
She saw your best
in all your worsts
Sep 2014 · 1.0k
Apart
- Sep 2014
my heart &
my mind
are in some place
where
my body
is **not
Aug 2014 · 1.0k
Savior
- Aug 2014
most of the time
we have to be
our own
hero

because everyone else
is busy saving
their own
wicked
souls
Aug 2014 · 737
Six Word Story VII
Aug 2014 · 557
Six Word Story VI
Jul 2014 · 452
Little Star's Wish
- Jul 2014
I am just a little star in your horizon
It's enough to see you glance at me once in a while
But then I craved and I yearned
Now I don't want to be just a tiny star
I want to be big enough to be the one you want
and close enough for you notice when gone,
*I want to be the sun
Jul 2014 · 832
Baggy sweater
- Jul 2014
I don't know whether you really left a scent
Or I just remember your smell
But it sure smells like you
Or it sure smells like memories

I wore this tonight because it's cold
I remember how your hugs gave me warmth
Now all I got are chills
And this sweater that doesn't even fit

I wore it a couple of times before
I wore it one Friday night
It reminded me of how we used to go out on movies
and eat whatever we like,
but mostly candies and chocolates
and cold coffee and ice cream

I wore it one hot afternoon
Weird, I know
Maybe I just want to feel you
or I just want to remember how it felt
I miss being cuddled
But being near to a piece
of clothing that once was yours
is the closest and only thing I got
Better than none, I guess

I wore it on our anniversary
It was sure a heck better if I celebrated it with you
But nope, all I got were mementos
and high hopes, and this sweater
along with other things that don't fit
your shirts - too big for my frame
my thoughts - too messy for my brain
memories - too overwhelming for my heart


**Funny how I treasure
the things that don't fit
I miss you.
Jul 2014 · 1.0k
?
- Jul 2014
?
Why do we keep breaking
those who are already
broken?
Jul 2014 · 1.3k
To Die A Thousand Times
- Jul 2014
They say we die a thousand times before our hearts stop beating
I agree

One is the sigh of a person giving up on you
Another is the grasp of a loved one fading away
When you walk away and no one calls your name
You die again when you hear the goodbye of a person
you thought would stay
You die the minute you realized you wasted your life
on someone or something that isn't even going to happen
When someone you thought cares forgets your birthday,
You die a little bit but live on anyway
You die when someone you knew so well becomes a stranger
& when someone you love doesn't even bother to know you
You die when you feel you're never good enough
You die again when there's no hope
after all that's said and all that's done
You die every time someone leaves
and when someone dies, you die with them

You die a thousand times before your heart stops
And even after that, when one by one people start to forget you,
**you die again
Jun 2014 · 1.2k
Ruined Canvas
- Jun 2014
I'm a plain white canvas
waiting to be filled
with lovely colors

day by day
I try hard
to fill myself up
with smooth textures
and gorgeous gradients

and then you came by
spilling and splashing
splattering black ink
all over the beautiful painting

and now no matter how hard
I try to cover it up
that cannot change the fact
that the canvas, nay, I
*was already ruined
Jun 2014 · 668
Six Word Story V
Jun 2014 · 562
*
- Jun 2014
*
I've always wondered
why I see you
when I look
at the sky
And then I figured
that the universe
is a graveyard
of all the beautiful things
that once shine so bright
Jun 2014 · 770
Read in bold
- Jun 2014
I’m trying to act cold
because I wanna feel numb
but inside I’m burning
with love, with madness
for you

I’m trying to push you away
because I don’t wanna be the girl
you walked away from
but my heart misses yours
you know I wanna hug you

I’m trying to look tough
because I am too tired of feeling weak
but inside my chest is a black hole
******* up everything I need
but not you

I'm trying to forget,
but I can't
if only willingness is enough
but it isn't
Jun 2014 · 765
Six Word Story IV
Jun 2014 · 694
Elements
- Jun 2014
You are sunshine
I am rain
We go near
I will fade a w a y

only from afar
can we both exist
oh what a nice way to live
Jun 2014 · 1.3k
Six Word Story III
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