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Moe 5h
You call in the morning
Words trample over my lips
Teeth get in the way
As the mangled sound  
Makes its way unto me
Each letter trapped
And burnt
©️Moe
my life was like a rope walk
a thin rope of sanity I walked on
and below was a thousand feet Valley of depression,
you miss a step ,you never come back.
struggling to balance myself ,
and then I met you .
the saviour ,
like the albatross
who came to save the ancient mariner.
you came into my life and with you came hope.
the rope beneath my feet widened ,
widened to become a plank.
and as you grew closer,
the plank became solid ground.
the valley started to disappear
and the fear melted down.
now I could risk missing steps,
enjoying the grass and the tiny falls.
it felt like never before ,
and there was no turning back.
but I realised, on the ground I wasn't alone .
not just mine,
but you had saved a zillion lives .
but that didn't matter now .
they all loved you and so did I .
so we all pledged :
to help you, to love you forever
and that anything that gets to you
have to first get through us .
we all are debtors of your love
and we will pay back by standing by you .
you are the nation of our happiness
and we are your A.R.M.Y.















saranghae BTS
thank you for being In our lives for 6 years .
BTS, not just a boyband to us ARMYs, but our inspiration ........our source of happiness


BORAHAE
Ambriel Jun 3
It's scary how deep you could fall for someone you know you can't have the first time your eyes met.

It fells like diving in a deep pit full of fire. That the moment you touch the ground, you'll feel the burning pain hugging your skin.

While you're down there laying in the ground, feeling the pain all you see is his eyes, then your heart beat the same.

How stupid can you be staying in that deep pit full of fire, imagining things with him, where you know you can't have him.

How bad can you be. Wishing that one day you could call him yours, to hold his hands and hug him tight.

To wish that one day. He will extend his arms and pull you out of that sea of fire, that you're currently drown to right now.

But the reality is. You will fall again and again in that pit full of fire, feeling those burning pain all over again.

Fir his arms are extended for someone else. Who is so drowned to him first, and no matter how hard you try? you'll never feel his comforting touch.

For someone out there is in need of his touch. That is so comforting and nice his smile that sends shivers to your spine.

So as you fall deeper in that pit full of fire. All you need to think of is his eyes, that's not that expressive but became your comfort zone.

And as you feel the pain of the fire hugging your skin. Just look above where you see him holding her hands, and be happy for them.

In this pit full of fire. Carry with you your deep burning love and leave it here, in this burning pit of love you have for him.

-ACN
PlaneJane May 19
Go ahead and place yourself on top of a new flame.
You will quickly get burnt.
Im now 20,

and sympathize those in the same age category as me

----

The painful

insanely, mechanical yet dizzying push to be

--something --
titles, names, high status nothingness
Yet, we search

every corner we turn to
say
Is this it?
Security, Purpose, a treasure trove of possibility
find me - you - me - you see?
Did you land here on my lap, perfectly?

Today this is it
But, then Tomorrow blows up
Like an a unpredictable field mine.
In my precious heart, that thought it knew
it was right, right?

And this pressure crushes me
And somedays I feel so lonely

Yet, this insane pressure
To be this mold
And hold this space to be a list
And the uncertainty
Unfamiliarity
It literally crushes me
In it's silence, yet ferocious noise that pounds in my skull

The wild voice,
It drives us insane,
And drains me with this internal pain

That 'I will never be enough'

That....

--money, not enough
-- my schooling, not enough
-- my experience, not enough
-- my materials, not enough
-- my social circle, not enough


And this pain of enoughness is stuffing me with fear
So I try to turn every direction
Scattered, and seared with this
Deep insanity to grab it all

Yet, we sometimes fill ourselves with doubt
that pushes us to a dangerous, unforgiving - edgde

Yet, after being broken down by the day
vulnerablity blossoms
Honestly, I say - where do I go?

Now?

I search, plea, beg..
I grip tightly,
asking - pleading for guidance
Being 20 is exciting, yet hard.
Luna Jay Mar 28
The sun plummets into pools
Of fleshy humanity.
The pollution sinks
Into the streets of the city.
The flames,
Lapping at the skin
Melting off of
My hollow structure.
But still, I will stand tall.
The memory of you
Still branded on the insides
Of my eyelids.
Alexander Mar 15
Chilled to the bone
By the words you speak,
Burned skin
From her perfume you reek,
Sobbing sounds only found in my mind
Not letting you get inside.
You tossed our future away,
With not even a goodbye,
And what a shame with
a ring my pocket,
That will never see the light.
I just want to know why. Maybe then I’ll be able to sleep well at night.
Ickabobroe Mar 1
I’ve hit a barrier
Between good a mediocre
A matter of writing well
And being able to produce

I know it should come from the heart
But call it heart burn
Because I’m burnt out
And can’t say the words I need

You’re rubber I’m night
My words bounce and hide away in the dark
Coming from the shadows
Snaring me like a hunter

And while I’m pulled as a bird from the sky
My doubts flood me
And I just have to ask myself
Is this the life I wanted?
I probably am going to slow down on posting a bit soon, just general stress building up, but I’m all good just gonna lower rate of release soon
Hand on my heart I can honestly say half the time now not really aware of
what my purpose In
life

Is now what I'm supposed
be doing the only purpose
I did know, sadly died last year ago

But can't find a justification for being here
I serve no purpose to this unforgiving government

I don't contribute to their purse anymore being retired and now
widowed

I can't find a justification
for my purpose In life so where do I go from here I don't really
no

I can't go back burnt those bridges long ago I guess I'll have to go with the flow to see where It may lead
me
No going back burnt those bridges long ago when my sweetheart passed away
He was that fire that burnt in your heart
that burned in your life.
His smile, his laughter would make the fire burn brighter
then he decided to singe that fire with a spray of cold water
try to understand that it was just a mistake.  
He'll always be there right?
What happens when the fire that burnt so bright dims to a single candle light,
what happens when you have to keep lighting that single
candle wick,
because the fire is slowly dying.
Will you go out too?
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