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 Sep 2017 Ryana
Seer of All Good
Have you ever want to disappear but not die?
Ever want to leave but don't go?
How can I do this without losing me?
What do I do?

I can't leave but I don't want to stay
I feel lost in my own skin
I don't feel my heart anymore
I feel like a sin

Can I escape from these feelings?
Can I not be me anymore?
Can I run and not stop?
Can I stop being sore?

Why can't I be the one people want?
Why can't I be what I wanted?
Why must I stay?
Why must I be haunted?

I won't leave
I'm not done
I will stay
But one day I'll be gone

My pain will be gone
My poor and tired soul will be gone
My light will be gone
But yet I will remain

Until then I will not be gone
I have really bad depression right now and it's hurting, but I can't leave. I'm trying
 Sep 2017 Ryana
Hailey
this is for the boy
who told me
he was sorry
for what i had been through
thank you
for feeling for someone
other than yourself
and apologizing
for something
that was not
your fault
 Sep 2017 Ryana
archwolf-angel
Let's play a game
You will count to ten
At the end of it
Find me if you can

I'll hide in a place
I think you can't find me
But peek-a-boo!
You know exactly how I think

Count once more
It's my turn
I hear your heart racing
Found you in an instant

Lets go again
One last round!
Don't you peek
Don't you cheat

*Because this time round
I'm not playing
And you are not allowed...
...To watch me leave
But I wish differently...
 Sep 2017 Ryana
Journey of Days
when we fall
we fall hard
tearing down stars
crashing through skies
grinding out craters with our feet
churning  through oceans
smashing mountains
blasting out deserts
running rivers dry
shifting poles
resetting orbits
disintegrating ourselves
with a passion that destroys worlds
and births galaxies from our dust

@journeyofdays
 Sep 2017 Ryana
Hailey
that boy
remembered my name
that boy
spoke kindly to me
that boy
waved at me when he saw me out
that boy
apologized for himself and his friends
that boy
expected nothing in return
that boy
changed my life
She has no mirror
but where flirt the leaves with the pond
she comes in the cool of noon
mixing the dark of her hair
with the summer shade
dipping into glass green water
her toes and far above
and all the pond sees
encrypts within the bubbles of rainbow
that only her clothes
swelled in awe
can read.
 Sep 2017 Ryana
Jane Loop
Falling
 Sep 2017 Ryana
Jane Loop
I fall too easily.
It's hard not to when you are indecisive.

I don't have a favorite color
Or a favorite flower
Or a favorite number.

I love them all
I love too easily
And I change my mind too much

You're my favorite color right now,
My favorite flower,
My favorite number,
My favorite indecision.

Don't worry, it will change soon.
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