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 Mar 2021 gabby
Luisa
Just
 Mar 2021 gabby
Luisa
Too sad to smile
Too happy to cry
Too old to live
Too young to die
 Mar 2021 gabby
Sasha
Our Song
 Mar 2021 gabby
Sasha
He heared our song
Please forgive me
I couldn't stop it in time

He didnt even know
You were on my mind
But i could feel it

He even said that it was good
My heart broke into pieces

I didnt mean to share with him
A moment that was just ours
 Feb 2021 gabby
Asherina
The walls are too thin
I can’t make a sound
It hurts keeping them in
When they want to fall out
Why have the roles reversed
When I did not even grow
From the time I needed them most
I know that I deserve it
Every bit of it and more
But why am I still crying
My mind and heart is on the floor
I can’t pick them up
And put them back in place
I want to get out of here
But I cannot escape
Not everything is what it seems
You think you know who they are
When they really are just a mystery
Who can I trust
Who should I bring
In my dreams with me
So we could be free
At least in my sleep
I can control reality
The world can revolve around me
And fulfill all my needs
I can trust anyone
And don’t have to be skeptical
Because I can see right through them
I can be practical
I must be practical
I wish I didn’t care
Am I too blinded by these emotions
When all I do is just stare
I can’t tell anymore
I want to punish myself
In a way that I deem to be fair
But I might not get better
And I might go to hell for it
 Feb 2021 gabby
Xoenty
she kept on closing and opening them
trying to identify a rhythm
she would wipe the tears with her little fingers,
and smile

a ball suffocating her from inside
her throat closing in she now couldn't breath
while her eyes kept playing a game
opening and closing

she hoped she would close them, and open them only to find his face in front of hers
And he's hand wiping a tear of her cheeks
 Feb 2021 gabby
Riffat
all day I'm
 Feb 2021 gabby
Riffat
hating who i am
dreaming who i could be
sitting still
with eyes close and mind open
wondering if its too late
to start being who i want to be
 Feb 2021 gabby
Parker Vance
I've been collecting words
for years- cataloguing

feral and oblivion, catharsis and
iridescence. I keep gusto

in the drawer beside my bed.
I put visceral next to the broken

mirror you left. I've hidden marrow
next to vastness as if they are mine

alone. See how they slip out of me
like a ****** nose at just the wrong time.
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