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Lydia Aug 2018
There are women inside of me screaming to get out
Figured it was worth posting. Sometimes I write little things and then keep them on hidden
Lydia Aug 2018
I took off all my clothes
looked straight at the mirror and repeated
İ love myself
I love myself
I love myself
as if I truly believed it
like a stranger in my skin I imagined what other people see
the words blended together and melted like butter
my mind tricked itself into thinking I had never looked at my reflection and thought it was gross
I made myself lie
and then I put on my clothes
brushed my hair
and turned off the light
Lydia Aug 2018
what makes us so different is the way that we think
how everything we take in, we view as we are
not how "they" might be
seeing into someone's perspective is as impossible
as counting the stars
and just like those billions of tiny, twinkling lights
we all burn out at some point
when no one is paying attention
Lydia Jul 2018
Why do I pick people with problems, as if I don't have enough already?

I can barely breathe through my own flaws, how am I supposed to love someone through theirs?
Lydia Jul 2018
Promises are only as honest as the person who made them,
and the truth only hurts for the people that break them
For my sister- and her feelings right now
Lydia Jul 2018
One time I showed up to a bar
took all my layers off and decided to give it a try
I let loose and felt free and drowned my sorrows in dainty drinks and rap music
Feeling like a bomb shell ready to blow
I let the world get under my skin and the beat roll into my veins as I became the girl everyone wants to meet
that everyone wants to talk to
I became the girl of my dreams
swirling in drinks with tiny straws and orange juice
dancing alone but felt like the whole room was with me
time flew by
until I left and became the same old girl who walked into a bar just to give it a try
Lydia Jul 2018
the last thing anyone wants to hear when their hurting is that
"it will get better with time"
but it's honestly the truth

one day you really will be going about your daily life and that baseball in your gut won't be there anymore

you will find yourself slowly but surely in a different state of mind, so much so that you won't even realize you're not sad anymore
you'll find yourself around those new people everyone said you would meet, and doing all those new things everyone said you would do

the sun is still going to shine and there will be days the sky is bright blue and the best songs come on the radio all in a row

But one day you'll be driving down the road or folding your laundry and it will hit you,
that pain you thought you had forgotten
but this time you'll be stronger, you'll be wiser and you will be better for it

when it comes out of nowhere you will actually feel content for being human but also uplifted because it's over

when I was so sad and heartbroken I used to think "time heals all wounds" was a saying people said who had never felt real sorrow
now I know the ones who say it have lived their life through the hurting and came out feeling just like I do right now
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