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Leiah Jul 2019
Bad days are just good days that started off with false promises of euphoria
Maybe you got an A on the test you didn’t study for
Or they served those spicy chicken nuggets you like
Maybe the sunset was pretty

And then maybe you realize a day with good doesn’t guarantee a good day
suddenly its 3 am and tears stream down your face
You’re wishing it could just be over
And you listen to something that makes your heart drip black ink
Wishing you were lucky enough to call it only a nightmare
And you bang your head against the cold linoleum bathroom floor as you lie wishing you could just sink

we may be afraid now but with time comes courage
after you’ve stared at wounds soaked in alcohol and
covered with minions band aids;
at your horrified face in the mirror after cutting your bangs too short
after you’ve starched your hair with every chemical under God’s sun;
And dyed it manic panic cotton candy pink
After the spray tan that stained your skin a color that no natural human body has ever displayed
After you run out of unhealthy ways of coping

You’re left
Wishing you could go back to a time of fifty cent over sweetened iced tea
California sun searing into your skin
Pastel green Baskin Robbins ice cream melting between your fingertips
Summers you spent yearning for autumns
now becoming winters spent yearning for spring
you’re dissatisfied no matter what season
But trust me when I say that
You are going to have bad days and
sometimes good days where
it’s hard to see the good
Trust me when I say you still have plenty of time and many new roads lie ahead
emru Jul 2019
The only cushion for bad times are past bad days
Mara W Kayh Jul 2019
Less I am a fisherman
with patient gaze on
undulating seas

and more bait
submerged
heart on the hook
waiting
for you,
beloved,
to cast away this
eternity
Spontaneous,  shortpoem, short, poem, fisherman , trapped, hooked
Philomena Jul 2019
"Every time we lie awake
After every hit we take
Every feeling that I get
But I haven't missed you yet

Every roommate kept awake by
Every sigh and scream we make
All the feelings that I get
But I still don't miss you yet

Only when I start to think about it
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
You hate everything about me
Why do you love me"
Kim Essary Jul 2019
Days of my life, most filled with pain.
Days where there's little sunshine, to see through the rain.
There are days when only my lonely whispers my name.
Some days I lay crying accepting my blame .
Days when Im sad for no reason at all
Days when silence fills these walls.
Through it all I still find strength  to Give God His Praise.
I will keep my faith and continue to Pray for God to send me  better days .
Although life seems so gloom I am very blessed to have been given each day I wake.
Mujen Suraj Jul 2019
They helped eachother
to carry on
the silence
between them.
They used to be
intimate souls.
Mel Jul 2019
Days, months and years pass.

So live every moment as your last.

You never know when it'll all end.

You'll never know if you heart will mend.


Love the things that make you, you.

Cherish the things that make you true.

In a moment it could all disappear.

It could all be gone within this year.


So make things last. Even for a little while,

so that in the end, you'll stop and smile.
Aaliyah Salia Jul 2019
I want to reach new heights,
fly like there's no tomorrow,
I want to scoop the world in my palms
and protect it from deadly folks and deep hollows.

It's my dream,

a simple desire,

am I asking for too much?

or am I just being naive?

It pains me to see everything crumble away,
pains me to see that we're living at the end of the days,

it pains me to just stare at the stars,

and wish to vanish as far

as my soul can escape.
Sometimes, we must realize the world we're living in and try to think about how we can save it from turning into ashes and dust.
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