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 May 2021 lila
Colm
A Cry For Quiet
 May 2021 lila
Colm
The moment someone knows me
The moment someone sees
I exist
I am present
I am back to being me

And so I go where noone knows me
To where I'm openly not seen
To not exist for a few hours
Is such a blessing
Not to be
The January Lasts

It's not about non-existence. It's about getting away from the self without reset. It's about being... Refreshed. And we all do that differently.
 Apr 2021 lila
UnitingWriting
I care
 Apr 2021 lila
UnitingWriting
The way you stand
The way you sit
The way you secretly laugh for a bit
You’ve been hurt
You’ve been broken
And yet your heart is wide open
You think no one sees
You think no one cares
But that is really just not fair
Because I see
Because I do
My heart is filled by just looking at you
 Sep 2020 lila
drea
draining
 Sep 2020 lila
drea
i'm tired of trying
trying to feel okay,
to even look okay.

it's so draining

there's no point,
you told me to try for you, if not for me.
i'm trying SO hard for you

im exhausted

i'm slowly heading back into that darkness-
that emptiness
the sinking feelings inside
the feeling of being lost
the knowing
the knowing that there's no hope for me

you said if i tried hard enough
i'd be happy

im trying my hardest,
and i haven't found him yet.
i haven't found the happy me.

you told me to stay for you
you told me i belonged here still

is this what you asked for?

you asked for me to stay.

the me that's here isn't what you wanted back.

i'm empty,
and i can't keep kidding myself.
i can't keep kidding you.
i can't give you the happy me you wanted back.
i cant handle it
 May 2020 lila
Aryan Sam
Hi
 May 2020 lila
Aryan Sam
Hi
Years ago
We stayed up till
3 am talking,
And today
I don’t even know
How to say hi,
 May 2020 lila
Anastasia
I'm a concoction of emotions
digging my own grave

I back away from desired eyes
to avoid the shame and hurt
when my core's been exposed

Will this cycle of
remaining a prisoner 
of my own heart
ever come to an end

Perhaps I wasn't 
meant to be loved at all
but beautifully resilient 
on my own
Fear is consuming
I don't want to live
But I'm too scared to die
I wonder what I'm worth
If my life is worth anything at all

Depression is consuming
It eats away at me with it's acidic teeth
I have been poisoned
This is what depression does to me

Emotions consume me
Leaving me alone and afraid
Fear fills my bones
As I wonder what is there left to live for
Is there anything left to live for
Other than the rainy days that me feel right
And the way I feel on those lonely gloomy nights

People don't understand why there's nothing left of me
I have been consumed by everything I find consuming
 Feb 2020 lila
liakey
relapse
 Feb 2020 lila
liakey
testing the waters,
I let him every time.

I don’t know why...
it’s like I have no control over my own mind.

weak sense of self, so he takes advantage

it’s like i know i shouldnt,
yet i don’t want to leave him stranded.
excerpt from my poem “control”
 Feb 2020 lila
RM Robiur
Love is seldom getting mad
Love is giving all you had
Love is taking moonlit walks
Love is sharing private thoughts

Love is sweet and innocent
Love is always Heaven sent
Love is smelling sweet perfume
Love is watching a cartoon

Love is acting like two kids
Love is shutting toilet lids
Love is turning off the light
Love is vowing not to fight

True love is never ending
Love is never condescending
Love is never talking down
True love makes the world go 'round

Love is dressing up real nice
Love is never thinking twice
Love does special things for you
Love is true and made for two

Love is frilly underwear
Love is fixing up your hair
Love is losing your appetite
Love is always looking great

True love lasts to Infinity
True love lasts for Eternity
True Love never goes away
I know love is here to stay

Love is fresh-picked wild flowers
Love is April and May showers
Love is funny greeting cards
Love is purple leotards

Love is a slow dance
Love is lots of 2nd chances
Love is calling when you're late
Love is flavored Coffee Mate

Love is roller-coaster rides
Love is giant water slides
Love is bicycles built for two
Love is me & love is you

Love is walking in the rain
Holding hands, singing a refrain
Love is romping on the beach
Love is never out of reach

Love is great joy
Love is "Oh boy! "
Love is a sly grin
Love ain't no sin

Love is a silly song
Nope—love is never wrong
Love is never long enough
Love is sharing your best stuff

Love is a great big surprise
Love is watching the sun rise
Love is wishing upon a star
Love is riding in the car

Love is playing tricks on you
Love is hoping you don't sue
Love is never growing old
Love is color; love is bold

Love is trying to please you
Love is strolling through the zoo
Love is never getting bored
Love is love down to the core

Love is the apple of my eye
Love is that gentle sigh
Love is letting you go first
Love is smiling through the worst

Love is writing love duets
Love is eating crepe Suzettes
Love is singing long love songs
True love is love that lasts as long.
by Susan Sparks
 Feb 2020 lila
Robyn
Used To
 Feb 2020 lila
Robyn
Depression isn't what you think.
It's not slicing wrists and crying.
Not for everyone.
Sometimes it's just a heavy blanket.
You get your work done.
Mostly, anyway.
But you don't leave your room.
You don't leave your bed.
You tell your boyfriend you're going to bed early, but you sit awake for hours.
You get a watermelon from the kitchen and eat it in bed with a spoon.
Lights off, juice dripping down your face.
Watermelon used to taste good.
Sleep used to be easy.
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