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 Mar 2018 m X c
sunflower
I once called myself a moon.
For how I felt each and every hole,
in my soul.
Silence in night,
when I was out.
Pretended to shine bright,
in the darkest sky.

I was the moon.
I was ugly.
I was dark.
I was alone.

But now it's daylight.
I am replacing the sun.
For when I realised that I am changing into a better version of me. I've been fixing myself these last few months. It was a great journey. My loves, please remember. It will always be the clearest sky after the loudest storm.

ㅡn.s
 Mar 2018 m X c
JomarISaGirl
I'M SEARCHIN' EVERYDAY
NOTHING COMES MY WAY
STILL CAN'T FIND THE MELODY
TO FINALLY COMPLETE THE ESSAY.

I'VE MET THIS SWAIN SMILIN' AT ME
CLAIMING THAT HE HAS THE MELODY
AND CAN GET ME OUT OF MELANCHOLY.
BUT I JUST LAUGHED AT HIM AND SAID,
"YOU DON'T HAVE THE HARMONY."

I KEEP ON SEARCHIN'
BUT STILL FOUND NOTHING.
THE SWAIN HOLD MY HAND SAYING,
"IM THE ONE YOU'RE LOOKING
AND THE PIECE THAT IS MISSING."

AS I LOOK INTO THIS HANDSOME SWAIN,
I'VE FOUND THE MELODY FLAUNTING IN THE RAIN.
HE IS THE ONE WHO TAKE OFF ALL OF MY PAIN.
HE REALLY IS THE MISSING PIECE
THAT MADE ME SING AGAIN.
To those who have been there but took for granted, continue to show your love. Someday, it'll all comes back to you.
 Mar 2018 m X c
Elizabeth P
Pain
 Mar 2018 m X c
Elizabeth P
Pain is...
Being able to imagine a future with him
Someone who will never love you.

Pain is...
Loneliness
Sadness
Being overlooked
Wishing for the impossible
Seeing everyone run from you.

Pain is spirit breaking,
Tear jerking torment.

That's what pain is.
 Mar 2018 m X c
JomarISaGirl
Ours is not like a classic tragedy story that marks.
Nor like one of those Nicholas Sparks’.
Ours is too perfect to just let go,
but too painful to continue.

Ours is excruciatingly beautiful
to just coop in a book.
I’ve wrote down these words,
so everyone can look.

Ours is trouvaille.
Not a fairytale.
And if I get a chance,
I want to have it more than once.

In another life, I’ll fight harder.
In another life, we’ll be together.
There’s no need to let go of each other.
In another life, it’ll be you and me forever.
 Mar 2018 m X c
sunflower
I'd like to be alone,
but I don't want to be lonely.

I'd like to be in hope,
but I don't want to be hopeless.

I'd like to be in love,
but I don't want to be broken.

I'd like to be sad,
but I don't want to be weak.
For when I'd like to be 'me', but I don't want to be 'her'.

ㅡn.s
 Mar 2018 m X c
Nyx
Mask
 Mar 2018 m X c
Nyx

We all wear a mask
To hide whats beneath
locking away our true selves
Setting it in place, with hard concrete

Painting and decorating
It becomes colourful and bright
Our own unique mask
That we work on each night

Enhancing the features
Till its just perfect and right
It hides away our feelings
So everything will be alright.

Our souls are ugly and broke
Boring. Ghastly. Shameful.
Don't allow them to be uncloaked
Everyone else will surely revoke

Everyone will hate you
Everyone will lie
Nobody will love you
So don't even try

Is it really everyone else who made you this way?
From the way that I see it
Its you,
who lead yourself astray

I've been betrayed and forgotten
Thats what we say
Blaming everyone else
As we carry on with our childish play

A life so caught up on the outer appearance
just leaves you feeling empty
And you forget your own existence

Don't allow yourself to live this way
Because surely there will come a day
You're mask will become forgotten
And your hard work will be undone

Where your mask will slip
and crash to the ground
The decorations will shatter
and be scattered all around

And at this certain point you will come to learn
You worked on your mask so everyone could see
But you forgot that you're true self will always break free
You never allowed anyone to love you from the start
And yet you expected them to learn what was  hidden under your Beautiful Mask.

— The End —