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Feb 2017
I left
because,
I was stressed out
but I came back
with drops of Jupiter
in my hair,

I walked out
covered with a hard shell
but I came back,
sheathed with Venus' rings
that I stole from Aphrodite when
she wasn't looking,

I went because I needed someone
to need me
but I came back with
only my smile
and my words, and my dreams
to make me happy,

I set out
so I could scream at the world,
set it afire with its own lies
relish
in the pain of others,
it was so appealing
to make'em hurt,
but in the end
I came back hurting myself
to save'em,

and I still don't know what happened
for me being high
ultimately brought me back down,

now I'm sitting here
dangling my feet above the lake
tank top and air hugging my midriff,
jean shorts riding my hips
smoking a gray rainbow of cigarettes
nothing but
bears and mountains to keep me company,
but for some reason...
I am happy.
finally, not a ******* love poem~
winter sakuras
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winter sakuras  20/F/somewhere only we know
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