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1.  you're standing in the shower and your lungs burn from crying and everything aches. Red mixes with the water and flows down the drain, you can't tell if its blood or hair dye but you think it might be a mix of the two.

2. you're on top of your best friend, both of your limbs wrapped around eachother as you sob into her shoulder. You haven't been held like this in years. When you mention that you're scared that everyone will keep abandoning you, she reminds you that she won't. Then she makes a stupid joke. You cry more, but this time in a happy way. She holds onto you until you fall asleep.

3. you're sobbing again, this time in front of your brother. He tries to hug you but you push him off, yelling for him to never touch you. He looks hurt and confused. You almost feel guilty for getting satisfaction out of seeing him like that.

4. You're laying down beside a river in the forest, its a hot summer day and the sound of the water and birds singing calms you. You close your eyes and feel the warmth of sunlight. You're pretty sure this is how love is supposed to feel.
  May 2020 TotallyNotPoisonedSoup
Jiya
i want to tell you.
i really do.
i'd love to spill my secrets, my issues to you.
yet i can't comprehend it.
i can't communicate it to you.
and the fact you could leave me.
it makes my heart a tearful blue.
you already look at me as if i'm broken.
what do i have to lose?
i want to tell you.
i really do.
yet i can't cope with the fact.
the fact your presence may fade.
vanish without a trace.
except you'd still have that key.
the key that can unlock the darkness in my brain.
this poem is in honour of my teacher who wants me to know that i can talk to him. but it's nearing the end of the year and he may not be my teacher next year. i fear that if i tell him too much i won't be able to cope that next year he might be wandering around with the burden of my thoughts i selfishly put on him without being able to do much to help me. and that i won't be able to connect with another teacher like i have with him. so, in general, this poem isn't really about telling him about my issues. it's about the fact that i might lose his presence in my life and that he's one of the last things that's keeping me sane. this poem is about loss. XD sorry for the mini rant i just needed to get this out there y'know.
I thought home was a place
but because of you im sure its a person
I hope you can find home in me too
I know you won't but I can't stop dreaming of it
I always forget how much all of this hurts because of how happy and safe you make me feel
but last night I cried for you on the shower floor at 2 am, and my entire body ached with longing as I thought about how much I want to hold you
But I can't say it
When I fall asleep and slip into a dream, its a summer night where the incandescent stars kiss the darkness, and you're there with me
its hazy and warm, and you're there with me
I think I might be a little starry eyed
it hurts but at the same time I feel happy
I talk about you to the moon and she listens to my soft lovesick whimpers
I tell her you're like the sun to me so that she understands the human feeling of love
she says she can't be with the sun and now I understand I can't be with you either
warm beautiful sunlight burns sometimes
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