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Selena May 2020
I wore our relationship like an old noose
Because I liked the feeling of the heaviness , the feeling of my breath slowly escaping me
But it was always my fault.
Your words spit fire leaving my heart aching
Your hand print rests on my skin as a reminder that I was wrong.
I apologize that I keep falling apart before your glue has time to dry.
But I’m tired and ashamed
My glue doesn’t want to stick anymore
I have kissed boys
Girls
People in between but lately
I’ve been kissing bottles
Their lips are colder than yours
The blade that kisses my wrist reminds me that I’m not alone Because I would rather bleed to know I’m alive then try to pick myself back up for you, but , I apologize for my broken heart.
Ron May 2020
My eyes are heavy,
My mind is full.
My body is numb,
I'm feeling cold.
I can't believe it.
This isn't real.
You can't be dead
I love you still.
Crystal Freda May 2020
Say what you need to say.
Write what you need to write.
Pray what you need to pray.
Fight even when you can't fight.

Live when you're scared of living.
Love where you need to love.
Give when you need to be giving.
Hope when it's not enough.

Sing every beautiful song.
Dance with every beat.
Let your body move along,
Do all you can, and repeat.
Crystal Freda May 2020
Take my ocean's tears.
Mend my broken mountains.
Start my body's gears.
Water my spirit's fountain.

Answer my echo's cries.
Call my heart's ambition.
Color my faded skies.
Lead me to my next mission.

Enliven my brightest light.
Guide me to a clear navigation.
Discover a star in the darkest night
unraveling love to a damaged nation.
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.
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