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fray narte Jul 2019
we all got different names for it —
emotional vacancy after midnights
and thoughts dissolving
into dark places,
like diaries that
narrate
how you wanna die;
honey, a death by any other name
would feel just as sweet.

theatrical break downs
under the starlight,
and losing our shadow in highways
with speeding cars,
while tucking our hearts
inside cigarettes,
tucking the blood
inside our wrists.

we all got different names for it;

the kind of blackhole that swallows the moon,
the kind of emptiness that swallows the sun,
and layers and layers of sadness —
sadness
beneath
sadness
beneath
sadness.

so how come we all got different names for it,
when
we're all dying
of just the same death?
neha Jul 2019
celestial ballet
heartstrings tear and dreams fray
a supernova painted across the skies
you only notice her as she dies
Yachika Sharma Jul 2019
I can see the spark dying,
So I begin to walk away,
I have been in the cold far way too long,
Maybe, The fire will light up again,
Maybe, I will never know.

All i know is that i will miss your warmth.
Somi Jun 2019
Lying in my bed
eyes brimming with water
how can I let them
fall down and become mortal
thinking about ways to die
a few minutes after
deciding with a sigh
never to let it overpower
a cycle that continues
and I ask myself
when I am going to run out of my dues
and knock at the door of my end
Asuzx Jun 2019
I don't know when I'll be good enough
For you or for myself.
I wish I wasn't scared of light
To tell you we can die.
We can't fly today - you know that too
Wishing not for something new.
I still don't get how you can live
Knowing you can't die.
You're not allowed to die today
Hailey James Jun 2019
when you need him
he will be there for you
in spirit and in your heart
for a father’s love could never fade
no matter how long he’s been gone
and in moments when you’ve forgotten
what it feels like to have him near
he will remind you in ways
unimaginable
in the little things like flowers and birds
the clouds or the rain
and you will know
your father’s love will forever remain
untouched and by your side
tell him you love him
even if you think no one’s listening
he will tell you he loves you more
through the wind in the trees
listen closely for it
and he will listen closely for you
forever and always
Written for the beautiful soul who has passed on, BM. My heart aches for your family and for your only son, who this poem is written for. Rest forever in peace and happiness.
Georgia Kereopa Jun 2019
Tendrils, memories cascade a stormy mind
Now where did I leave my pride
Forgotten now, a pearly shell on a distant shore
My death will be fierce, I am not afraid to die
But pain, well I’m drowning in it
And I can barely tolerate saying hello
To my dear friends, my loving family
Just tell them to go away and take the pain with them
I’m floating now, ****** clouds waft across an indigo sky
Listen to the echoes, a song from long ago
“Georgia on My Mind”
My heart flutters, I am 17, I meet my first love
Exhilaration, freedom, I can be anyone, anything!
The pages of time, turn swiftly now
Feelings fall away like confetti
I am angry, I am happy, I am sorry, I am sad
I am more and sometimes I am less
Through it all I am me
I will not let cancer take me away from me
For I have you dear lord
and I know there is more
Dear Lord, send my sisters Rose and Bella to get me
Tell them to bring Goldie, my dear dog
I am ready
Just got to sort everyone else out before I go
Poem written when I caring for my mum who Had breast cancer.. Ari3l1.com
annieohk Jun 2019
Today I held your hand in mine
I noticed how similar they are
The same mold, the same blood
My sister
And I cried because I know
You are dying
And our time together
Is so very precious
All other things fall away
And nothing is more important
At this moment
Than being with you
Holding your hand
And telling you how very much
I will miss you
The lump in my throat
Prevents me from speaking
I feel you gently squeeze my hand
And know that you inderstand
I never thought this day would come
Because you're my big sister
And you're always supposed to
Be here for me
i see the greens of summer
And the lilacs in bloom
And I think how you're missing it all
Your home is now a hospital room
Bed to chair, chair to bathroom
How small your world has become
But there is nothing else outside this room
This moment is etched in time
And in my heart
Here and now
Holding your hand in mine....
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