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 Jun 2022 Simple
cupid
beating heart
 Jun 2022 Simple
cupid
my heart has been beating
a tune that sounds like you
i recognized the music
and snapped my heart in two
i chained it to my chest
drowned it with my tears
made it love someone else
scared it with my fears
and still it beats out its rhythm
though broken and out of tune
still it smiles at your image
and still it loves you
need some clorox for my heart
 May 2022 Simple
Elliot
We don’t see the carrots to be cut,
We see the sharp knife that could cut us.

We don’t see the bridge,
We see the other side of the railings.

We don’t see painkillers,
We see medication we could drown ourselves in.

We don’t see the train,
We see the tracks we could lay on.

We don’t see the nice view,
We see the cliff's edge we could jump off.
 May 2022 Simple
nicetomeetyou
everyone falls hard
during autumn,
then wakes up
during spring.
we finally mature enough to realize our crushes are too silly for us
 May 2022 Simple
Ariana Bagley
I love him
I tell myself
I know that
We will be together forever
I don’t believe that
We could be separated
My thoughts tell me that
He’s the love of my life
Sometimes my heart lies and says
I could live an eternity
Without him
Like my friends say
“We’re perfect for each other”
And you can’t tell me
He’s not the one.

Now read from bottom to top.
 May 2022 Simple
Luna Wrenn
thief
 May 2022 Simple
Luna Wrenn
you’ve stolen so much of my soul,
i’m still trying to remember who i was
 Sep 2018 Simple
Alexander T
Leave
 Sep 2018 Simple
Alexander T
what is the meaning of life
if my heart wants the knife

What is the point of love
if theres nothing to dream of

How am I supposed to live,
feeling this way
If I want to **** myself,
Every **** day

I keep searching for reasons
Theres only a steady hum
stuck with closed minded relations
hearing nothing but a drum

stuck in this war
I am cold and sore

I am doing the time
but what is my crime

I can see blood
It looks like mud
Theres nothing left in me
so why dont you flee

I am undefined
and not so kind

you need to see
that theres nothing left for me
I dont want to breathe
So say I wont leave
 Aug 2017 Simple
Madisen Kuhn
i think we still exist
somewhere in the universe
behind the sun
where all of earth’s abandoned
soulmates go to rest
i think i can see us
when i look up at the sky
and squint directly into
the rays of light,
your brown eyes burning
into mine

i think we are together
in the time that trails behind
the present, dancing
in circles until the last stars
fizzle out

i think that our promises
seeped into the soil, like
february rain, our souls sown
together, tucked in
beneath the world

i think what we had is
somewhere just out of reach,
pulsing in the dim spaces
between heat lightning

and although, in this lifetime,
we became nothing but shadows,
monsters that linger on bedroom walls

we are there, we are alive,
and we are still in love.
 Aug 2017 Simple
Rebel Heart
You say I'm running from myself
I guess you're right
Maybe I am
All I know is that the reason
I hear my heartbeat so clearly
Is because my chest is hollow

I am made up of layers
Too many layers
As if my skin
Was preparing to survive
Out in dead winter at the South Pole

I'm annoying
  I'm distrustful

    I'm stubborn
       And I'm doubtful

           And secretive

Maybe downright manipulative

   But most of all I'm exhausted

Exhausted of the nothingness
   That I float around in
Exhausted of everything
  That comes and goes
    Ensuring chaos
Exhausted of everything and nothing
  And all things in between
         Exhausted of
                     **living
Too tired to live too important to die, guess the story keeps repeating doesn't it?
(Front page 8/14/17)
 Aug 2017 Simple
Seema
Hell Storm
 Aug 2017 Simple
Seema
The night hasn't come yet
But the sky has turned dark
The air is unbreathable
This day was marked

The house doors are shut
There is no open window
I cannot see anyone
Not even my own shadow

A burnt tree stands tall
Where my house once stood
All in flames it went that day
Now in ashes and burnt wood

Most houses got burnt down
By the raging inhuman breed
For energy, they feed on fire
That's how they practice their creed

People fled for their lives
Never returning to their homes
Some killed in the stampede
No one ever dares to roam

The elders say, the spits from hell
Have taken the inhuman form
Feeding on blood and fire
This is the beginning of hell storm...


©sim
This is just another FICTION write out of my imagination.
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