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Maja May 2020
people fight wars,
but often forget that one battle is all that is needed to win.
Lottie R Page May 2020
Can't have an opinion,
Or question her decision,
Forget about our ideals,
She doesnt want to hear,
Unless it's about the way she feels,
Fall in line or leave,
No compromise,
Stern face as ever,
Watching tears fall from my eyes,
Maybe life was too tough on her,
Maybe that's why shes like it,
Doesn't give a **** about your opinion,
Listening but never hearing,
Quiet only so she can speak,
The conversations over as soon as she feels complete,
Nothing in common,
Different worlds,
Only thing bonding us is blood,
I try to connect,
It's clear I'm misunderstood,
How am I supposed to move forward.
Never a good word to say about me,
Though that's not what's scary,
The fact she thinks she knows me,
Knows my life,
She doesn't,
I tell her nothing,
I learned a long time ago,
Theres only so much you can say to someone that doesn't see you,
So after a while,
I just stopped trying,
Change is something she doesn't care for,
So I take my place,
Putting one knee on the floor.
Broken Pieces May 2020
O M E G A

I've never been little,
I'm not in any way brittle.
I hold a lot of weight between my smile,
Life to me is just one big trial.

S M A L L   B E A N

No one knows what I've been through,
What I've done to get to you.
But I found out you don't want me,
I smiled even though I was drowning in a sea.
I let people manipulate me,
All because I couldn't see.

L I T T L E   B E A R

So call me a little girl as much as you please,
Let the words spread like a disease.
But just know that behind this "little" smile of mine,
I'm stronger than you know, acting like I'm fine.
Skyler May 2020
Did you think you'd win?
For a moment I did.
As if death or something akin,
Of you, I would never be rid.

Instead I came back,
Fighting tooth and nail,
Healing the breaks and cracks,
Living to tell the tale.

It's not my time,
Not for a long while.
I still have mountains to climb
And am yet to face more trials.

This shadow fades away,
I bid it goodbye.
It fades to grey,
Invisible to the eye.
Facing depression is never an easy battle. I've been to the darkest depths of my being. There are always things I need to work on. It's hard work every day. It takes effort. Nothing is ever guaranteed in life. Hopefully, this shadow has passed and I don't have to face it again.
Lyinix May 2020
I started to tell the lie that shes fine and that shes okay
She's a little bit sick that's why she looks so down today.
But she's not fine and this feeling wont go away
That aching feeling that makes her chest drown in its own blood
That little spark of hope washed away within the flood
Her grounds were shaking yet I still lied
Her soul was crumbling every part of her died
But she tries her hardest to laugh and joke
I was just there to make sure on her lies she didnt choke
I just wish there was something I could have done to make it alright
But I left her stranded on her battle field losing her own fight
She didn't break down until she was alone in her room that night
She scratched at her wrist wishing it would be the last
The last time that she remembered her old haunting past
She felt sleepy so she slept not thinking it would be her last
She died right there she died alone drowning in her past.

#Gray
Tom MacDuff Apr 2020
Five thousand thought voyages,
The victims sought triages,
The players sought blood,
And we cried through our eyes where we stood.

One substance stupidity,
Causes morbidity,
The captain of deaths
Pays homage to leader’s shibboleths.
I feel as though every poet has to write at least one poem about war during their lifetime. This is my first submission to this poetic venture.
Dez Apr 2020
I am not
I am not
I am not
I am not
I am not
I am not
I am not
                         OR SO THEY THOUGHT
They nearly had me convinced
But then I tried
And found a different side
So from now on I'll always try
Even if I don't know why.
Eli Apr 2020
I grew up with the idea that you aren't supposed to love yourself
Who taught me this?
Myself

Why do I find it so stonelike to obey and cooperate with my literal self?
I'd rather be liquid
So I can freeze my intentions into place and melt it as I choose
I'm not on the best terms with myself
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