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Delyla Nunez Feb 12
You know what’s worse than someone walking away leaving?
Staring right at them and watching them leave emotionally and mentally.
Comment below I want to hear your thoughts on what’s worse to you. 😊
Mayank Garg Dec 2020
Aaj murjha gaye voh phool
Jo kabhi khila karte the

Ek samay tha jab
Hum bhi khulke muskuraya karte the.....
Deeana Hippolyte Oct 2020
I am falling apart
I am scared
I am lonely
But who really cares  
No one cares
No one knows
Am I hurt you wouldn't know
Am I broken its hard to tell
Drifting away from what's real
Its like life telling me who to be
Life is a battle
A battle I will overcome  
Will writing poems heal what's broken  
Follow me and you'll know what happened
Lately we drink
And then we talk,
And it’s perfect
Because I’ve missed
These conversations with you.

Lately we drink
And then we talk,
And then I get caught in my
Feelings because I don’t
Think I’m enough for you.

Lately we smoke
And I fall asleep,
And when I wake to
Your back to me, I pray
You didn’t fall asleep lonely.

Lately we smoke
And you fall asleep,
So I smoke some more
Because there’s a sadness
Brewing that I can’t explain.

Lately we ****
Instead of make love,
And it feels so good,
But I crave the raw love
You showed me the first time.

Lately we ****
Instead of make love,
And you moan in your dreams.
I stay awake at night
Hoping you’re dreaming of me.

Lately I think
And get stuck in my head;
Dangerous terrain.
My emotions flip and
Play tricks on my brain.

Lately I think
And get stuck in my head,
And allow my insecurity
To become reality,
Instead of using rationality,

And I’m so sorry.
Shadow talk about
Z  o  n  i  n  g out
Like I’m not haunted
By its icy ghosts.

Fingers hold my eyes open
To memories of the last time,
Ones I’d hoped to
Never feel again.

I remember that my heart
Imploded, and my bones
Crumpled under the pressure
Of guilt, or pain, or shame.

My skin peeled back to
Reveal bleeding muscle and
Torn heart strings, still
Trying to play a happy song.

My eyes turned broken
Faucets the night he left
And I was so sure
He would never come home to me.

I stayed awake as long as
The lights stayed on,
And fell asleep trying to
Convince myself he still loved me.
Amira Mar 2020
They say the truth gives closure,
when spilt, we loose our composure.

They say the truth either heals
or wheels sanity away.

The truth,
a perception or a belief?
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