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Chloe Goulding May 2020
Do you know how it feels?

What it feels like to be more than 6 feet under?

Being so far under, you would think that thunder would never occur.



A feeling so bad, that it suffocates you.

Shocks you, completely liberates you.



Your screams never fill the air, only your mind to keep you occupied.

People think you're to quiet, when really everything irritates you.

Everything becomes heightened for someone so far down.



The voices you hear, the random smells, people walking and you think they have their eyes upon you.

But they don't...

Remember; you're more than 6 feet under?



Believing the dirt surrounding you is the only friend you have.

It keeps you warm and absorbs your tears.

It has been keeping you alive...



You can't see it, except for others.

There are flowers sitting right on top of your grave.

No one put them there, except for you.



Because the ground absorbed you and your tears.

This is its way of showing gratitude.



No one can pick them up, except for you.
At the end of the day, you are the only person who can make yourself change and build yourself back up.
Isaac May 2020
Ultimately, what you believe, you are.
Written 15 May 2020
Cheyenne Smith May 2020
Believe 💫

What if I listened to everyone?
What if I carried on being the black sheep?
Always felt like I was going to get shot by a gun
One day I overcame this crucial heap

I could have sat in the corner
Staying controlled by my disorder
I had the strength to go against
what I was perceived to not be capable of
No longer sitting on the fence

Even if I don’t reach the highest height
I still gave plenty of powerful fight
I could have listened to what people thought I’d be
Used my wisdom as a key to unlock all the  massive amounts of potential in me

Today I feel exceptionally proud because
What if I carried on living life in a grey cloud?
Mosh Microbiomes May 2020
At 10:00am, I wake up
The same four walls greet me
Walls that see my tea cup
Going cold on the window sill

At 5:45pm, I finish work
Just like how the bee ***** a flower
Honey, collected ultimately by some ****
Anyway, then I hit the shower

At 7pm, I see the sun set
So I send a little prayer
To the stars, although we have never met
But failing to see their end, I tell them I'm scared

At 1am, a little warning in the wind occurs
Saying it's ok to be wary but to stay put
To believe that when tomorrow recurs
The sun will be brighter & the moon will be afoot

At 10:00am, I wake up.
George Krokos May 2020
Please don’t take me to be anything other than that which I am
irrespective of what appears to your eyes I am that which I am.
If there’s any reason whereby you believe what your eyes may see
then it could be that with your mind instead of your heart you see.
_________
From "The Quatrains" ongoing writings since the early '90's.
Zack Ripley Jul 2019
you say the cost of living keeps rising so people keep dying.
if that's true, then why should we bother trying?
growing up in small town usa,
the only opportunities for work are dangerous
and offer very little pay.
if you dont have thick skin,
you won't be able to make it through the day.
I need you to say that you believe I have a choice.
that you think people will listen to what i have to say
if i raise my voice.
I don't want to leave, but i know i can't stay.
if i want a chance to live, i'll need to live life my way
c May 2020
I know you think
I’m counting down the days
But I’m just trying to make
The days count.

People tell me
45 is so young,
Why would I want to believe
I’ll be gone by then?

I say
It has taken me 18 years
To get where I am.

I’m afraid
Of what will happen
After 18 more.
On a premonition that I’m going to die fairly young
peacholivet Apr 2020
Never a day without me
Never a moment without my thoughts
I am drenched in me
I am my countenance
My fondest moments dwell within me
I am my architect
Carving my smiles and pruning my cries
You can do it. Believe in yourself. You can't always depend on others
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