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Laura Palmer Mar 2016
thank you for making me free
thank you for making me feel unwanted
thank you for not making any promises to me

why is it so easy for me to let go?

is it because i am not used to be on your side always, always,
that i am not attached to you
that i don't depend on you

but honestly, i have loved you like the stars too fondly

i loved you that it made me wait for you
that i thought you were worth waiting for

i hope you're happy
i hope you reach your dreams
and i hope you'll never give up on your dreams
and that, just keep sleeping.
Olga Valerevna Mar 2016
I've thought about the future ever since I understood
that I could walk with purpose in the shadow of the good
And when I wasn't looking I would fall into a trap
but everyone who knew me knew that I was coming back
I may have been unfolded and divided into three
But every part together is the whole of what is me
I'm talking to myself as much as I have talked to you
I won't be too upset if you don't see the way I do
I've been here long enough to watch a dream become a wake
A state of adaptation I can keep or try to change
I met my little self again and there I was in awe
I thought she wouldn't know me but my goodness was I wrong
you are always you
stargirl Mar 2016
maybe there's not always
a time and a place for everything.
"there's a time and a place for everything."
Seline Mui Mar 2016
If your mind is lost
Why seek denial, when you can be set free
In the truth
An option, a choice
Maybe we seek, the louder voice
But retract in necessity
What tears us apart, entropy
The grey, a liberating sort,
Tainted and stained
Deliberating
But a noise unheard
Like a whisper,
A voice
Humming like the birds
In the morning's daylight
When distractions became remains
To a relation, a memory
Asleep in December
The frost, it Welters
I can breathe again
A feeling a youth
So clear, only boasting of truth
Because denial is the devil,
And God is only good
Believe it
Know it
See it
Sense it
Decide on it
But the truth,
You can't hide from it
After the storm,
Comes the sun
Just know,
Please note,
That You have won.
Jellyfish Mar 2016
She's a firefly; so fragile and weak,
but her light shines brightly, always.

She refuses to see
why she should fix her
Anxiety; Hypochondria
and other things


I only want what's best for her
so that maybe someday she'll see the embers
A minute of a memory can mean a forever in a lifetime.
Note: 3.8.16
I do not authorise the duplications of my writings, photography, or any other personal information. -Kaitlyn Warnken
aniket nikhade Oct 2015
Time and again,
every time the same thing has always emerged out,
the same thing remaining true.

Time and again it has been proved that nothing succeeds like success
Success has many fathers, failure is an orphan.
The same thing been universal and also true.

As of now in the present,
experiencing the joy of the present moment in time when everything has fallen in it’s proper place.

Life seems to have changed, since everything in the present seems to have taken the desired shape.
What was thought, the same thing has happened
As if it seems something like the same.

The outside world now looks different,
much more different is the way in which the outside world now looks upon in this presnet moment.
As of now definitely everything seems to have changed, for sure.

Continual efforts made since past with proper steps taken
Corrections as and when, whenever required they were made.
When in doubt the  right direction was sought,
everything checked,
verified and confirmed to make sure that there is no room left for any doubt.

Errors made before were checked at the back of mind,
checked so as to make sure that nothing similar happens again.

Nothing was left to fate,
absolutely nothing,
nothing unattended,
absolutely nothing.

No stone was left unturned
Obstacles that came along the way were handled,
then came the stupefied moment when it was realized, understood, confirmed, checked and verified as to whether or not success was gained.

Definitely success was achieved at that point in time.

Since everything has been worked out and everything in it's place,
expectations are met and everything seems to be prefectly alright.

Now is the moment in time to enjoy the fruits of all the efforts that were made since prior.

The world is a fast changing place
For the time being everything seems to be working fine,
then the very next moment in time the mind changes.

For the time being it seems like nothing succeeds like success
The next moment there is a change of mind
Anxiety and curiosity been a part of the routine habit come into action and play there respective roles.

Now at the back of mind it seems like time is running out,
hence it seems better to ascertain the future,
even when it is very well known that future remains uncertain and cannot be secured.

While ascertaining the future many things, which belong to present are kept on hold,
even then the future cannot be certain and secure and even then the process of ascertaining future in the present will not take a pause.

When it comes to ascertaining the future there is always a search for possibilities like what is possible and what’s impossible.
To look beyond the present and move ahead towards the future so as to explore more and more new and different things.
To search for things missed out in the past and seek for the right direction
To look for new and different things, something which is apart from the normal routine.
Now is the moment in time to discover new horizon
It's not only success which remains in the mind,
an uncertain future remains of concern, which is beyond success.
It hurts so bad to have to always be the second choice. I'm never put first, no matter how hard I try...
Belle Victoria Mar 2016
everyone was in love with when you didn't even love yourself

cause you are now eighteen and drink a little less than you did before
everything what once happened in your life still ***** you up every day
but you found other ways too deal with it, you found the peace within

cause you are now eighteen and still sleep with stuffed animals in bed
and sometimes the scars on your arms take you back into the past..
you can see yourself laying on the ground again, bruised and broken..

growing older was like looking in the mirror but than looking deeper
your hair went from blonde to black, your freckles were fading..
but you still looked beautiful, she always looked wonderful, dramatic

she always was the laugh of the party, she was crazy, she was fearless
and all that you could see of her was only the half of what she really was

when it was cold outside no angel was going to spread his wings
in darkness it was just you and me and no one who would save us
I missed the little talks we always had on our way home, back to you

everyone was in love with her and she was the only one who didn't see it.
nothing.
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