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Megan Joseph Jul 2019
i fall,
i see the sky
that i longed for,
so dark,
but filled with light,
it drifts from me
as if to avoid me,
my tears
fall up
and leave me,
my limbs, too,
detach,
i become nothing
again,
it hurts,
my chest hurts,
i cant breathe,
something flys away
and I am empty,
i'm sorry
This is the first of an unintentional two part poem and I'll release the next part sometime next week or so!
Sabila Siddiqui Jul 2019
“Please, I am drowning. I am suffocating. I am fading. This is my plea for help that breezes on your skin ever so silently. There is only darkness. There is nothing. No one. You tell me you’re there, but I can’t see you. You tell me you’re there to listen, but there is no ear. You tell me you are going to stay, but I see you leaving. Is it because it is too much for you?
You’re going through nothing. You’re life is perfect. You’re going to be fine. It doesn’t feel like nothing. It feels heavy. Heavy on the mind and heart. Scarring and wounding. Re-wounding and never healing. It’s not nothing. It is more than something. And maybe it would be fine if you .
Jam Jul 2019
The starry sky had engulfed in me in its embrace, leaving my skin pickled in porcelain frost. Floating in the abyss, stars swarm to my touch. Fleeting warmth is merely inches from my fingers, your love is merely inches from my tongue, his hands are merely inches from my thighs. The sky split, separating the tainted from the unloved.

The Sky God, Boreas, he cries rivers of gold. Intertwined with the cosmos, the echo of such a deity lays aloof in the nebula. His whispers sprawl between planets, looping back around through earth and leaving me awe struck. Feeling his words lick at my skin, burn at my flesh, peel away my bones..Reminds me of the way you cried. You drowned me in salty, fresh water; leaving my skin pruned from the river.

Odd how reminiscent your love is to the tears of god. Pounding
Loudly
Through my heart,
You’ve left me dauntless
Beneath the proud, rising sun.
Mitch Prax Jul 2019
We all feel a little lonely
sometimes more than others
so find someone or something
that can absorb you and
make you forget that you
were ever alone.
Mitch Prax Jul 2019
It isn't the moments of joy,
or the merry memories I miss-
it were the moments of silence spent with you.
To be in your presence-
the quietude-
for it was only you who understood me
and my silence better
than myself.
Mitch Prax Jul 2019
I want to be me
but I don't want to be me-
what prison is this?

11:02 PM
1/7/19
Jarene Jul 2019
if only you could see
i’m falling apart at the seams
a beautiful mess
as self distructuve as can be
Mel Jun 2019
What's the point of being here,

if there are so many things to fear?

If no one cares about me,

why should I continue to be?


I'll just end it all right now.

Jumping off the roof. That's how.

Falling quickly, nearing death.

I close my eyes and take my last breath.


A flash of light fills my eyes.

It's time to get rid of all these lies.

Goodbye world, I hope you'll forgive.

But now I have no reason to live.
Hello. If you’re experiencing suicidal thoughts or know someone who is, please get help and don’t end up like the narrator of this poem!
Mel Jun 2019
Memories fade but never truly go.

I comes back like the falling of snow.

Painful ones and ones that are good.

They come back just as they should.


Even if it's bad, it'll come again.

It comes to remind you of the pain.

Memories of people who didn't care to stay.

The ones who were good, then started to stray


Do you remember the good times we had?

Sometimes I close my eyes, searching for your hand.

I look into the clouds above.

Looking for you, my love.



But I can't find you. I can't see,

the happy memories of you and me.
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