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  May 2023 Nylee
mads
Everyone uses me as a diving platform,
To plunge into their own happiness.
But I still have stage fright.
I’m still scared of drowning…
Of trying.
Shuffle my feet to the edge…
And I jump backwards.
My biggest regret
Is the plunge I won’t take.
Because what if the pool is empty?
  May 2023 Nylee
Luca C
Thats the thing about poetry,
you think im talking about a
broken heart,
when really,
Im talking about a broken
world.
Words can hide things
  Apr 2023 Nylee
Emily
My bones are aching with sadness
It feels impossible to leave my bed

My eyes are swollen shut
From all the tears I have shed.
I keep replaying our memories,
Over and over in my head.

My hands can no longer write,
From all the paragraphs of me begging you.
My heart has sunk too deep,
Due to what you put me through.

I wonder if you feel this type of agony.
At times I wished you did
So that you could understand me.
But deep down I know it is not true,
For you have already replaced me
With somebody new....
Canned oats.
  Apr 2023 Nylee
Nigdaw
I take the tray from her lap
evening over
blinds drawn to darkening skies
we have weathered
the fury of another day
she sleeps, and I will have to
wake her to go to bed
those rosy coloured dreams
when our bodies and minds
were young and naïve
have caved in to reality
travellers on an epic journey
we have survived so far
who knows what lies around
the next corner
for now I'm happy to do
the washing up
tomorrow can wait in the wings
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