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There is not a moment
that goes by
without your name
passing though my mind

it comes and stays
uninvited
it doesn’t bother leaving
it comes with all the memories
the, now, painful memories
the ones that used to make me smile,
now only cause my heart to ache
i wish you could come back
but i know thats impossible

even if you did come back
it will never return to the old way
we used to be

that thought hurts more than
anything

-n.n
 May 2015 Shanna Stylee
Luna
Memories do not fade
You just lock them away
 May 2015 Shanna Stylee
celestial
i hate how i always
seem to forgot to
cherish every moment
when it occurs

i hate how i always
seem to forgot to
cherish every person
while i am loving them

so a year later,
when i look back
at those memories;
well, that's all these
places and people
become.

they become
**memories.
 May 2015 Shanna Stylee
McNe
Dark clouds gathered in the sky
No ray of light was seen from up high
The sky rumbled deafeningly
Like a child crying wholeheartedly

Pitter – patter, there goes the rain
Every drop descended in my window pane
I touched the glass with my hands so little
It calmed my heart that’s fragile and brittle

I ran outside and let the rain poured on me
I closed my eyes, blinding me from what I see
I fought and won... I have too many sins
Hoping in vain, may the raindrops make me clean

I opened my eyes, there was no more rain
I clutched my chest as I felt the same pain
I smiled as I went to bed with the same hope in my brain
Hoping that when it rains, I may become whole again
This too will pass
this heart break and pain
i can see this.

Unfortunately the knowledge is there
of when it will be again
and i break.
 May 2015 Shanna Stylee
Andrea G
Let's face it. This world has changed.
These new fads, 50 years ago would seem deranged.
Sure, we've changed for the best, but also for the worst.
If you aren't born beautiful, you think you're cursed.
They care more about your shoes, or the way you're dressed.
We used to be expressive, now we barely express.
No wonder more and more people claim to be depressed.
We care way too much about the way we look, we're obsessed.
Suddenly, you aren't cool if you didn't get at least 500 likes.
You can't tell one girl from another, they all look alike.
What happened to being original, being yourself.
This should matter more than your appearance or your wealth.
Suddenly, you aren't okay with who you are anymore.
You get tired of it all, so you slam the door.
Ads telling you, 'You're way too fat if you aren't smaller than  a size three.'
Or, 'Buy one diet pill bottle get the second on free!'
What ever happened to beauty being more than skin deep?
Girls being so concerned with that one pesky pimple, that they're losing sleep.
This isn't just girls anymore, but also guys.
They don't enjoy themselves, but little do they know that time flies.
So much pressure, put on them to be the perfect Tumblr boy.
That's cool but where's the joy.
Society has taught us that it's no longer acceptable to love who you are.
Don't you think that we've gone a bit too far?
You aren't beautiful if you're not skinny as a twig.
If you eat a lot, you're considered a pig.
Religion telling you that God doesn't love you if you're lesbian bi, or  gay.
When will they learn that you can't choose who you love, that you don't have a say.
More and more people are committing suicide.
All because they were scared to share what they felt inside.
You have no idea how many people I see with cuts on their arms.
Is this the new trend, To self harm?
Look around you, don't you think enough is enough.
Stop judging each other, and learn how to love!
Can't we just accept one another's flaws?
Stop following the rules that society draws.
You think you're gay, That's great!
You should be able to date whoever you want to date!
You're a little bigger than the other girls?
Don't be shy, own your curves!
You just can't seem to get those abs?
There's so much more to you than that.
I don't expect everything to be fixed today.
But only until everyone's accepted, only until then, will everything be okay.
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