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 Jun 2020 pôr do sol
Chris
The more you say
About a problem
The worse
It becomes.

If you say nothing
And let it fade
It ceases
to exist
Hot take right? If you think I'm racist, think again. I don't know anything about the subject that people are complaining about again, but I know that in general, the more you talk about a problem, the more it exists, and the worse it becomes.
"If you talk about it, it exists." - Morgan Freeman. Happy birthday Morgan Freeman.
wouldnt it be good if everything was glad
always very happy and never ever sad
wouldnt it be good if every single day  
we could be so happy always bright and gay.

never have to worry about the things ahead
have a lot gladness in your life instead
never any tears running down your face
just a lot of happiness  in this happy place.

wouldnt it be good if all of this came true
happiness for everyone just like me and you.
 Jun 2020 pôr do sol
Azariah
I decided not to fall in love again
Until I fall for myself.
But you...you make me yearn
For the sweetness that comes with love
And the bitter taste it leaves in my mouth.
Never knew what the night would bring
when I'd sink to the bottom of everything
as it slowly cracked my mind to pieces
then all these urges crept in the creases
causing yet another careless bloodstain
because I could only think about the pain
Nothing feels quite the same
  and it's simply horrifying.
I felt so truly disemboweled when
I was told that my little sister
Won't even be given the chance
At life or to explore the world
Never to laugh and smile or
Would never say my name half correctly
Can't help but feel like I was gutted
I marvel at her magic,
At how she shines like
The Moon

I witness miracles at
Work, when I watch
Her Bloom...
Would you believe me
if I said that you're my Eternity?
I have kissed boys

Girls

People in between

But lately I have been kissing bottles

Their lips are colder than yours

But slowly I have realized that the pounding headache when I wake is less hurtful than the shattering in my chest

Yet as these toxins rush through my veins

I can't help but miss the tracing of your fingers along my skin

Miss the numbness of the world when you lie with me

But when I wake I remember that a headache is treated with an aspirin

While heartache

Well if you have a cure for Heartache let me know
 Apr 2020 pôr do sol
z
when people are in love
they often say
they simply fell
tripped over their own two feet
face forward
and into the arms of their beloved

i did more than simply fall
onto the ground of your love

you, for me
were an ocean
and i dived
headfirst
roughly
harshly
almost painfully
into the waters of “you”

i knew i could not swim
but i did so anyway
i was drowning
entangled in you
surrounded by this being of “you”
engulfed in this feeling of “you”

and i did not know what came over me
but i let myself drown
i did not try to swim back up
because if i went back to land,
releasing myself from your grasp
that would mean losing the feeling of “you”

and after
submerging into the depth
the love
the passion
of “you”

how could i ever leave?
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