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sage short Jul 2015
Just take two second to block out everything
Focus on the present moment
Think about what you're doing right now;
What you wish you were doing,
And what you want to do one day,
Or what you
Want to change
Focus on the fact that it is so simply to change your life;
Your way of thinking;
Anything is possible for you
Stop overanalyzing your every move
Take two seconds to go into a deep concentration of chaos and bliss
Knowing that one day you will be gone
And you won't want to regret
Not exploring,
Telling someone you love/hate them
Simply existing is not ideal
Go live
Make art
Cry and laugh
Fall in love with everything
Take two ******* seconds to try and figure it out
Fail
Try again
sage short Jul 2015
Loneliness creeps into my thoughts on a daily basis
I don't know why, considering I have
All these friends, a family, and I'm
Such a happy person
But then I think
I think hard
I realize the people I surround myself with don't make me
Happy
So I try to get rid of them
But that results in loneliness
I'm trying
Trying to find myself in this abyss
Help
sage short Jun 2015
[RECOVERED POEM OF MINE THAT I FOUND]
I’m utterly terrified at making people understand
No matter how many times you explain
They will never fully know
It’s a scary thing
But also kind of thrilling
You can whisper all your thoughts to the universe
And they will hold them forever
But the people you talk to about your feelings
Won’t ever be as good of a listener
As the stars
s. a. s // 8:26 PM, December 18th, 2014
sage short Jun 2015
I feel like love is like listening to a song, and finding the true meaning behind those words, and what they mean to you and the person you claim to be so in love with.
I think love is when someone tells you that you’re too young to know love, but you don’t even second guess it or give it another glance, because you know that you know what love feels like, and you feel bad that some people never will.
I think love feels like a deep connection like you were lost souls who finally found your way back to each other. 
Love to me is like opening a book and seeing highlighted lines that mean the world to you, and you don’t understand how you could ever live without them. 
I know that love feels like a roller coaster; high, low, happy, exciting, sad, adrenaline pumping, heart racing, joy. 
Love is when you’re writing about your experiences and it feels like you’re singing in your head as you play the piano. 
Music is both brilliant and beautiful, just like the four letter word that some people dread to hear. 
Love to me is like going to the adoption center and finding the perfect little pal that’ll be there for me when no one else ever will be.
Love is when you’re at your breaking point, and the person is holding you, caressing you, reassuring you that everything ends up working out.
Love is knowing that good things come to an end, and the only thing that’ll ruin you is death. 
And even when that comes, you know your souls will find each other again in another life. 
That’s what I think like love is like.
sage short Jun 2015
Her name was Mystery
She loved poetry, so I thought I’d write her some

Hangnails always lived on the sides of her thumbs
The same thumbs she used to type up her future book ideas with

Music flowed through her body like waves in the ocean

She fell in love with characters she’ll never meet
But she had so much hope

Optimistic, she was

She danced with the hillsides of mountains
And taught me about aliens

She swore she was from Elsewhere
I guess Mystery is trapped inside a fake reality
A world she created herself

Mystery loved movies
She told me she wanted to be in some, one day
But I told her she didn’t need to be fictional
And she said
“Maybe I already am”
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