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Megan Feb 2014
there's only two people
i want to see today,
and i know
neither of them are here
let me check myself out
on loneliness
and a good read
of my thoughts
i could just really stand
to see your smiles and
hear your voices.
Megan Feb 2014
we are all
coded for error
mistakes spelled out
in our DNA.
we are build to make mistakes
trial and error some just have mistake more apparent
within them.
people like me.
Megan Feb 2014
the thought of losing
or displacing
one of my poems
does two things.
one is sadness
i lost my poem
i can't write another like it.
the other
or two
is fear.
i'm afraid
what if people find them?
fear is worse.
Megan Feb 2014
it's one a.m.
and for once
i'm not thinking of you.
there's another.
and i know
both him and i are probably
on our backs
trying to make
constellations out
of the marks
in our ceiling
waiting for shooting stars.
Megan Feb 2014
waterfall
me down.
let me fall
straight into
your arms.
or
waterfall
me down.
let me fall
don't catch
watch me
plunge
into the
cold below.
Megan Feb 2014
i feel like
people are going to say
you shouldn't post your poems online
because it's giving people an open door
into your personal life.
so what if i post my poems online?
i think they need to be heard.
this is one time where i won't conform to
other ideas because this is me.
i feel this is where i can truly post where i'm feeling
behind a scene of black and white
and words on a screen
where it matches mirror images of each poem
etched into my soul.
Megan Feb 2014
i'm not sure how to
form my own opinions
i see something one way
something says something the other
and i'm confused and befuddled
because i'm not sure what to say or think
and the idea changes before my eyes
people aren't as nice or sweet as they used to be
people aren't as bad as they used to be
that idea seems okay
that idea seems not okay
things are constantly changing
and maybe that's because people make
impressions of me
like walking in sand
their footprints are in my thoughts
leaving them there for me to inspect
and idea
and then form my own opinion
but i'm easy to doubt
and easy to conform to other peoples
ideals and likes and other suches
and most the time
i just remain quiet
because being liked is more comfortable
than being myself.
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