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Fayre Nov 2020
Still - she lay.

Her mind had waged war,
upon desires of her heart.

Still - she lay,
Alone.
These months are healing me - as I slowly grow into my own skin again. I feel alone, but that's okay.
Andrew Layman Nov 2020
I woke in a sweat
to the sounds of screams
at 3am
with shaking hands & ringing ears
I couldn't close my eyes again.

A women's distress
just outside the window
sobered and terrified me
leaving me
in a ghostly state
determined to visit each room
and count each sleeping head.

This call of the wild
from fox to fisher cat
how the shrill beckoning of nature
reaches and echoes everywhere
peering out to the woods
it is only fitting that this man
be deemed the real intruder.
We live under the same blue sky,
same Moon, same stars, the same stories-telling clouds,
Why won't we live in peace and harmony?
Why **** and try to make of someone something else
When what we do is nothing wrong but different?
We live under the same blue sky
still ****** happens, all the time.
The child, naive, is wondering.
The man, the woman know and laugh and cry.

© All rights Reserved Theodora Oniceanu
bri Nov 2020
It must be hard. I understand you.
To smile while you're hurting. Just know it's okay.
You can cry when you need to
I will hear you.
It's okay to show people your weak side
It's okay to stay awake sometimes
Just know that I am here for you
Don’t worry, just let it go.

It must be just a passing thunder-storm, it will wear out soon.
Just trust me, everything will be all right.
It must be hard, yes I don’t know you, but I will understand you.
Just cry if you want to, you don’t have to worry
Just trust me
It will be okay.

Just shout to me when you can't take it anymore
I will spare you half the burden you're carrying.
I will be here, to understand you
So don’t worry.

Show me yourself, just cry if you need to
I will hear you.
Show me your weak side, I will understand you.
Not everyone can keep the wall up
If you want to sleep, you can.
Lose yourself in your dreams and wake up with me.

Dry your eyes. The sky is sad.
Your eyes are sad, keep them dry.
Trust me it will pass soon.
I'll be here for you, so don’t worry.
Lean on me, don’t worry.
i dont know how helpful this is, but i try. smile for me, then smile for yourself, okay? :)
Amy Nov 2020
A happy face
A gorgeous smile
A cry hid beneath

Why would I?

I am not hiding anymore

Tears left their marks
My cheeks turning into rivers
My lips into mountains
Desperately trying to kiss the sky

The sun and moon
Never truly meeting
Only from afar

I feel like a cloud
Some days so pure
Others full of sadness

Yet I keep floating
Until I break down once again
Into the cold lake below

Drowning
The air out of my lungs
Gone

It´s not pleasant
It will never be
But it has to be gone
So I can raise again

I will grow
And grow
And grow

Until I can cover the sun
And the moon on my own
Corrinne Shadow Nov 2020
Listen to my words.
They're harsh
And pained
And wild.

Listen to my cry,
The tears
Of a broken child.

But don't forget,
My friend,
That I can listen too.

I see your lonely words,
And I'm here
For you.
So many poems are cries for help disguised as art. I know what it's like. Don't give up. <3
So I said: Her eyes were pure,
Her Soul: Too cruel
To let you cry.

Left your home for something better in return...
Yet she is the only one to know
About that soul,
Alone.
Fought for what's to fight for!
Life!
Found her way with no full understanding of the price to pay.
Still some questions left
Behind.
Still thoughts linger in my mind!
Relief ...can't find a spoken answer
to all that!

So, you see: Here eyes are pure
Yet still that soul too cruel
to let me cry...
Until all illness died.

© All rights Reserved Theodora Oniceanu
shipwrecked Nov 2020
i'm trying to convince myself
that maybe if I cry enough tears to create a whole new ocean
then maybe you'd see how much you broke me when you left
and then maybe you'd come back home
11/11/20 | 12:11am
John McCafferty Nov 2020
The hour of the wolf calls
Cool dark sharp but calm
No moonlight howl or cry
Head down and focused frown

Pawns are pushed into place
The risks we trust to take
With good faith in calculus
These gods are among us

Energetic plight flickers
Spattered anger flouts
Dilated rage with white teeth out
To think beyond aloud
Funny how the face of a clown
can quickly change it's mouth
(@PoeticTetra - instagram/twitter)
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