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Luca Scarrott Oct 23
What makes you wake up in the morning?
Tell me so I can try it
sentence me to a life of living
please, in desperation I plead,
I’ll give you the lead so you can solve
the study of staying alive

be my witness
see me wake up in the morning
continuously

my sentence ends when
I’ve tried each of these reasons
there’s enough to last a lifetime
these reasons become a lifeline

the case of staying alive:
the next best love story ever told
me and the reasons
me and the seasons
me and the unread novel on the shelf
of the public library on the street
that I have yet to live on with
friends I have yet to meet
and a garden I am yet to plant bulbs in
that grow life with
and if
these reasons are ongoing and growing
what’s not to say that these reasons
are ever going to leave me
witness me complete my sentence
of living alive —
here are some of my reasons to wake up in the morning:
- you get to see the seasons change and each one is never the same, some winters have snow and sometimes you must wait another year for snow to come around. Isn't it exciting when you get to build a snowman?
- writing. I keep a journal like my life depends on it and getting to write every single day is a blessing.
- art, poetry, literature, films! To quote Dead Poets Society: 'these are what we stay alive for'
- dinner is my favorite meal, I wake up every morning just so I can enjoy the blissfulness of a warm evening meal (lasagna is my fav).
Kay Nelson Oct 17
the windows are shut
the blinds are drawn
the door is locked
the lights are out
but the house is awake

the floorboards ripple
the walls squirm
the ceiling shakes with nervous energy
the doorways twitch

night has fallen
the people inside are fast asleep
but the house is awake
guess who can't sleep
gift Oct 4
like raging inferno
my heart combusted
i felt pain; but mostly i felt alive

you have caused me trouble
but at the same time
you saved me too

and i guess that's how love works
felicity and misery
love and pain
—g.l
the consequences of loving you
Bianca Oct 3
Long walks
On my own
That no-one knows
The demons i face
Long walks to clear my raging mind
Long walks to feel alive
In the middle of the night
To feel calm in the dying of the light.
Long walks to figure out what to do with my soulless life.
Long walks to know my heart is still living within my chest.
Long walks to distract the voices in my head.
Long walks in order to forget my dark ,brooding past.
Long walks in order to know i am
Still alive.
Long walks to keep moving forward.
Long walks for everything to be normal with no drama, fears or tears for the ones we love.
Long walks just because.
Hollow Heart Oct 2
Sometimes I wish,
My sleep wouldn’t end,
So I wouldn’t have to deal with anything,
Ever again.
All alone in this hell called life,
Just makes me wish,
I would not survive.
Only more pain awaits,
They say it will get better with time,
But they don’t know,
No one understands it.
The unending sadness,
Of being alive.
What is LIFE you say???
It is something we
were given and should
CHERISH IT EVERYDAY.

🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊

It is PRECIOUS, it is SACRED,
It is ALL that we HAVE,
Treat it VERY SERIOUSLY,
We have ONE, so BE GLAD.

🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊

LIFE as we see it
is slipping away,
LIVE LIFE EVERYDAY as if
it's your LAST DAY,

🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊

BE THANKFUL for the DAYS,
Of LIFE you are LIVING,
A BLESSING FROM GOD,
A GIFT THAT KEEPS ON GIVING!!!

🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊

If you ARE BREATHING AIR,
then you are BLESSED,
To LIVE ANOTHER DAY, and
IN HIM JUST REST!!!

🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊

B.R.
Date: 9/27/2024
Good Evening, Let's chat
How about we go and
have ourselves a night cap,
The day was hectic,
Yeah, I'll drink to that.

I'm just glad it's over and
the weekend is here,
We toast our drinks and
we both give a cheer.

This week was a rough one,
If you only knew,
Just so glad that we pushed and
made it on through

It felt like this weekend
would never arrive,
The week did moved
slowly but, yet we Survived,

Let's not fuss and grumble,
okay my dear friend,
Let's get this thing started and
enjoy this weekend


B.R.
DATE: 9/25/2024
Walls closing in,
Gasping for air.
Needing to run,
But not knowing where.

Every corner seems haunted,
There's no light to be seen.
Hearing such voices,
No one could know what they mean.

They chase me,
Everything does.
Everything is nothing,
Like how it first was.

Too much pressure, oxygen runs out,
I'm running out of life.

Is this how it feels like,
To be buried alive?

-anoeska
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