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Scarlet Rose Mar 2017
I feel like dancing
On silver moonbeams
And singing lullabies
To sparkling streams

I feel like flying
Just as high as I can
And holding the stars
In the palm of my hand.

I feel like jumping
To touch the clouds
I feel like spinning
Until I fall down

Is this happiness?
I'd almost forgot
What it felt like--
I've missed this a lot.
I think the sun just came out again...
Scarlet Rose Jun 2017
Sometimes there's solace in writing words,
Watching them swoop in gentle curves,

Losing myself in a world of my own--
A peaceful place where I dwell alone.

Among the letters I have myself created,
I find escape from the world I've hated,

And can emerge happily, after some time,
Ready to take on life with this smile of mine.
Sometimes writing is the only thing that can help
Scarlet Rose Nov 2017
Every word you used to say
Every lie you made me believe
Still echoes in my head
And when I lie in the dark
All those words scream at me
Reminding me

Of every time you told me
That I was worthless
That I was pathetic
That nobody loved me
That I could never do anything right

And after so many years
A part of me still wonders
If they were really lies after all

Because if even you didn’t love me
Then maybe I really am just that worthless

— The End —