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95 · May 2021
Haiku
Mitch Prax May 2021
We can't start again
so let's just promise to do
better tomorrow

3:53 PM
20/2/25
95 · Aug 2020
Lost
Mitch Prax Aug 2020
And just like that,
you were gone-
a scent lost to the wind,
a sight lost to the void,
a touch lost to space
and a memory lost to time.
Mitch Prax Apr 2020
I could play
your heartstrings all day,
blow a kiss through the horns
of our love
always
and forever.
95 · Jan 2020
It Was Always You.
Mitch Prax Jan 2020
Why do I wake up?
It was always you.
Knowing that I share the
same moon that kisses your
smooth and pale cheeks
is all the reason I need
to get out of bed each day.
And knowing that you bless
my dreams each night is
all the reason I need to
rest my weary soul.
It was always you.
94 · May 2021
Haiku
Mitch Prax May 2021
The world is awake
so write more because someone
is always listening

7:06 PM
11/5/21
94 · Mar 2020
Haiku
Mitch Prax Mar 2020
Hey you, it has been
Awhile but my heart still
beats only for you

12:40 PM
11/3/20
94 · Dec 2021
Haiku
Mitch Prax Dec 2021
You were somebody
who had their good heart broken-
somebody like me

12:48 PM
22/12/21
94 · Feb 2022
The Cycle of Love
Mitch Prax Feb 2022
No love is ever lost
no matter how wasted it may feel.
The love will return to you
in time, through healing,
in all sorts of ways.
Love cannot be measured-
it cannot be lost nor expended.  
Love surrounds us every day
in all of its abundance and awe.
Love is a miracle that will always pull us through
over and over again.
So never regret the love you give to anyone,
it will always return in its abundance
for you to share again and thus
the cycle of love
continues.
94 · Jan 2021
Second Thought
Mitch Prax Jan 2021
Now I am
but a second thought-
if a thought
at all.
94 · Jan 2020
Mindstorm
Mitch Prax Jan 2020
I keep hurting
myself with thoughts
that I may or may not mean.
There's a storm raging
inside my head-
silvery clouds I
cannot tame.
94 · Apr 27
True Love
Mitch Prax Apr 27
True love is
knowing how to
be silence with
someone.
93 · Feb 2022
Feel You
Mitch Prax Feb 2022
Though I may not see you
if I close my eyes,
my body still feels you
despite the fact that
you're gone.
93 · Oct 2024
Myself
Mitch Prax Oct 2024
When was the last
time I felt like myself?
Maybe when I was young
all those years ago.
But those memories are
as distant to the present
as I am to myself now.
92 · Aug 2021
Haiku
Mitch Prax Aug 2021
I like the city
but I do miss looking up
at the starry night

1:45 PM
3/8/21
92 · Oct 2024
Kaleidoscope
Mitch Prax Oct 2024
My mind is
a kaleidoscope
of colorful thoughts
and bright memories
all too vivid to
comprehend
at once.
92 · Jun 2020
Signs
Mitch Prax Jun 2020
You want a sign?
Honey, if you are in need
of a sign to convince yourself
that it is right,
it probably
isn't.
92 · May 24
Keeping Time
Mitch Prax May 24
Does heartbreak
keep track of time?
Years have passed and yet
the cracks will not subside.
Time has a way of morphing
heartbreak and grief
into a loneliness-
a shadow that
follows me around.
At least now I know
that the answer
is yes.
92 · May 2022
Haiku
Mitch Prax May 2022
How many times can
the same thing destroy your heart?
I think I've lost count

8:34 PM
13/5/22
92 · Oct 2024
October
Mitch Prax Oct 2024
October,
the month of blossoms
and hopeful horizons.
Perhaps this hibernating heart
can come out again and
bask in the new sun-
perhaps it will thaw out
one last time.
92 · Nov 2024
Eve
Mitch Prax Nov 2024
Eve
And so we reach that time again-
the eve of an election.
The world holds its breath
for better or worse
as we turn another
page in the books
of history.
91 · Jun 2021
Flawless Frame
Mitch Prax Jun 2021
You are art
the way you are
constructed with all
of my favorite things
inside of a
flawless frame.
91 · Jul 2020
Haiku
Mitch Prax Jul 2020
you can let people
leave when you know the ones who
care will always stay.

12:36 PM
6/7/20
91 · Apr 2022
Diary Excerpts #59
Mitch Prax Apr 2022
Dear Diary;
Would the world
be any different if I
stopped putting pen to paper?
Would life
by any different if I
stopped pursuing my passion?
I've considered it,
but what would I be
without my voice?
I feel too much to sit in silence,
to bottle it up without an outlet
to keep me sane.
The truth is that I am incapable
of separating myself from these words-
an extension of myself on page
and I wouldn't have it
any other way.
90 · Aug 2021
Should've
Mitch Prax Aug 2021
Life is increasingly
turning into one big "should've"-
perhaps it has always
been one.
90 · May 2022
Diary Excerpts #62
Mitch Prax May 2022
Dear diary;
Tonight,
I will once again
return to the shadows,
to hollowness and emptiness,
to nothingness.
Oh, the joy of losing myself
in the darkness of space and time,
the joy of being no one and nothing
for another night.
90 · Oct 2021
Haiku
Mitch Prax Oct 2021
Why do we try so
hard for those who simply just
do not care at all?

11:55 PM
7/10/21
90 · Jan 2020
Diary Excerpts #10
Mitch Prax Jan 2020
Dear diary;
I thought about dying today...
or so I thought I did.
I think about death a lot lately
and I'm not too sure I
know the difference.
90 · Mar 2022
Healing
Mitch Prax Mar 2022
Healing begins
with a choice.
A difficult one, yes,
but commit to that choice
and you will be
on your way.
89 · May 2022
Dream World
Mitch Prax May 2022
If it were not for dreams,
how else would we escape?
There would be nothing to look forward to
each time we close our eyes
and wonder what world awaits us.
At the end of the day,
whether we feel sad,
happy, or anything in between,
we find solace in closing our eyes
as we drift into the dream world.
Sometimes we wake up with feelings
we did not know we had.
Sometimes it is good to escape
at least just for a while.
89 · Jan 2022
Pour
Mitch Prax Jan 2022
Let my pour my soul
onto the page until
it overflows
and drowns me
in passion and pain.
89 · Jan 2020
Diary Excerpts #11
89 · May 2022
Haiku
Mitch Prax May 2022
Even in darkness,
my shadow will torment me-
I can't outrun it

8:45 PM
13/5/22
89 · Oct 2024
Cup
Mitch Prax Oct 2024
Cup
It still warms my soul
that you haven't forgotten me,
hell, you still think about me.
I poured all my love into your cup
and you have not spilt it
and turned away like
so many before.
89 · Aug 2021
Restaurant
Mitch Prax Aug 2021
When I walk through this city,
I see so many wonderful restaurants,
but the only one I want
is located halfway across the world
somewhere down your street.
89 · Jun 2021
X
Mitch Prax Jun 2021
X
To kiss your lips
again
is a broken heart
worth repeating.
88 · Jul 2021
Haiku
Mitch Prax Jul 2021
Now that you've confirmed
all of my worst fears, who knows
what will come of us?

3:09 PM
4/7/21
Mitch Prax Aug 2020
I was never a singer,
but when my heart was full
I could not help but
write you a song that
you will never
get to hear.
88 · May 2021
Foreign Places
Mitch Prax May 2021
If I had to choose,
I would say I miss
your accent the most.
Your foreign words
took me to a foreign place,
a place away from this life,
a place I called my home.
88 · Apr 2021
Cycle
Mitch Prax Apr 2021
I hate the way I woke up,
hungover,
and all alone, again.
I hate the loneliness and
I understand why I am
every time I see my
reflection in the toilet water
throwing up last night's bottle of gin.
I hate the way I waste the day
and do it all over again that night.
I hate this cycle that I
cannot break.
88 · Oct 2024
Walls
Mitch Prax Oct 2024
I wrap my heart in
shadow, silence and stone.
Now with so many walls,
I fear parts of me will
never see the
light again.
88 · Apr 2024
Treasure Chest
Mitch Prax Apr 2024
How do you know if
you are missing someone or
simply the feelings they made you feel?
Is there any way to know for sure?
The memories will last forever
but the nostalgia will come and go
like tides on a lonely shore.
So is it you or the feelings we shared
that I find washed up from sea?
My own little treasure chests
I will cherish forever.
88 · Jul 2021
Time
Mitch Prax Jul 2021
All this time has passed
and I still think of you.
All this time has passed
and I hope you do too.
88 · Jul 2021
Building Bridges
Mitch Prax Jul 2021
The demons
always find a way
of rebuilding the bridges
I set ablaze so very
long ago.
88 · Sep 2021
Biding Time
Mitch Prax Sep 2021
Waking up in Memphis
one last time and I
am sad to say goodbye.
She's driving me to the bus depot
thinking about how she'll spend
the rest of her day.
Meanwhile, I'm thinking of how I
can stay just a little bit longer.
88 · Mar 2020
Time + Tragedy
Mitch Prax Mar 2020
I know
it may seem
like things aren't
ever going to be alright
but in the end,
time will prove
you wrong-
it always
does.
88 · Aug 2020
Not Me
Mitch Prax Aug 2020
I am not
for everyone.
I am not
for this life.
I am not even for myself
on most days.
87 · Jul 2021
Wither
Mitch Prax Jul 2021
Like a sunflower,
you pour so much
love and light into something
only for the forces of nature
to wither it away.
The odds are always
stacked against
life.
87 · May 10
Rewrite
Mitch Prax May 10
you chose to erase me
from your book-
to tear out my pages
one by one
and rewrite the story
of you and I.
87 · Apr 2024
Our House
Mitch Prax Apr 2024
I found you
in the dead of night-
a lost and lonely wanderer.
So I took you in,
cleaned up this house and
made space for you to stay.
You stayed for a while and
we felt lonely no more.
This house became our house,
and when it was your time to leave,
this place was never the same
no matter how many times I
tried to fill your absence.
87 · Dec 2019
Where Are We Going?
Mitch Prax Dec 2019
Where do we go from here?
How do we move,
when there is no more ground
beneath us?
How do we fly
without our wings?
I don't know where
we are going
anymore.
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