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It's like the entire world feels right
whenever I see you.
β€œYou have to move, get up.”
β€œI don’t want to.”
β€œThis is sad you need to get over yourself.”
β€œI’m broken, and I don’t think I can be fixed.”
β€œThen fake it. Get up and put on a smile.”
β€œIt hurts too much; I just want to cry.”
β€œNo crying! It’s not worth it.”
β€œBut I just can’t let go…”
β€œYou have to move on. It’s the only way.”
β€œPlease, all I want is five minutes to let it all out.”
β€œYou’re pathetic. Fine. Five minutes.”
β€œThank you,” said the heart.
β€œYou’re welcome,” said the mind.
And the heart and mind cried together.
Just for five minutes.
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and when all the noises die down,
silence will come serenading,
resonating you to rest,

let it
console
your soul.

heal through the night.
and live fearlessly
again, through the day.
sometimes
i wish you were the poet
because sometimes
i just want to be the poem
She believed in herself
Trusting her instincts
So why is it so hard for her
To be confident and fly
But the boy told the girl,
β€œI will always protect you.”
And, for the first time,
She believed him.

The boy told the girl,
β€œYou are special.”
And, for the first time,
She believed him.

The boy told the girl,
β€œYour soul is made of pure gold.”
And, for the first time,
She believed him.

The boy told the girl,
β€œI love you.”
And, for the first time,
She believed him.
I find some calm
and take a step;
then - wobble a little
and look back.
With another breath
and another day
I step again
into the fray.
This feels like a very big world,
and in it - me, just a girl.
It’s changed so much
since I was last through
It’s spun by so fast
now all is new.
May the steps that I take
lead the right way;
these tentative steps
lead to bright new days.
Just some thoughts really x
I am haunted:
Not by poltergeist,
but by my unlived lives.
Parallel universes
won't ever speak,
they took an oath
to keep from me.
I have words and voices
humming in my head
that will never be met
outside of my bed.
I have to accept
I cannot have it all,
I have to accept
knowing nothing at all.
Ocean waves in your eyes
Crying begins at high tide
Tears are crashing
Emotions high
In your crystal
Ocean eyes
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