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249 · Jul 2017
My love
Sonia Kidwell Jul 2017
I can hear the hoarseness in his voice.
The way his voice croaks every time he speaks to me on the phone,
as if he'd cried all the water out of his body.
The way i can imagine him clinging to his chest as his heart physically breaks.
With the past he's had ,
there's no doubt he's in a bad place.
The emotion in his eyes,
crashing like wild waves.
He's been hurt.
But haven't we all?
Yet when i hear his sobs,
or see the tears flow from his beautiful eyes,
It pains me more than anything ever has.
I wasn't going to post this one but i needed content for the time being so count this as a throwaway! But show you're love by liking or sharing this poem to your accounts! Thank you guys!
140 · Jul 2017
Tired
Sonia Kidwell Jul 2017
I'm strong,
but tired.
Tired of fighting for someone,
who isn't fighting back.
Tired for someone who is trying for another.
And tired of loving someone else,
when i don't know how to love myself.
Another throw away. I was bored and just came up with this somehow. anyways it's not true but it just came out as inspiration from one of my friends relationships.
125 · Jul 2017
Love
Sonia Kidwell Jul 2017
When you love someone,
you'd go to extremes to see a smile on their face,
The one person that makes everything fun.
And you know that nobody could take their place.
But when you're forced to let them go,
don't chase.
If they wanted to stay you'd know.
And it hurts when it's your heart they deface.
When you have some sort of bitter for the world,

Love isn't about who's in the wrong or right,
It's about how no matter how dark it is you both still see the light.
Its not about how angry the other makes you,
its about the storm that they'll go through,
Just to be by your side
and how when you're upset they die inside.
-Sonia kidwell
98 · Nov 2018
Who Am I?
Sonia Kidwell Nov 2018
Can you guess who I am?
I tell you that I will never leave you're side,
That I will always be here for you.
I'm always on your mind before you sleep,
Very special am I, I know that because of you.

I'm on your mind at breakfast,
I'm on your mind at school.
Forget it I'm on your mind no matter where you are,
That's just what I do.

You always complain about being lonely,
But I'm always here for you.
I cloud your mine like storm clouds,
And allow society to make fun of you.

I hang around long enough to suffocate your thoughts,
And long enough to blur your brain.
You're my walking zombie,
And make you suffer through all my pain.

Do you know who I am yet?
I'm infectious and I don't know when to quit,
And even more than that I know a lot of tricks.
Like when your heart calms,
And then all of a sudden it hits.

It's like a painful slap to the face,
Your brain unblurs for only a second.
You realize you're a slave to my well-being.
I did not leave, I will never leave,
and I'm not afraid of you.

Need a hint?
I have other buddies that follow along with me.
Like anxiety, Insomnia, or PTSD.

I bet you know now but I'll leave it up to you.

— The End —