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Lux Nov 2020
Crying after another sleepless night,
thinking you are too tired to fight.
Covering your mouth so no one can hear,
wishing you could just disappear.

Cutting your skin watching it bleed,
trying really hard so you can just breath.
Covering your body so no one can see,
knowing they wouldn't understand how much pain you feel.

Telling them you're fine,
even though you are going through a really hard time.
Crying every time you´re alone then faking a smile,
being scared to show your new profile.

Wanting to give up but trying to fight,
because you know how many people would cry.
Feeling alone anywhere you go,
hiding your pain like a pro.
basil Nov 2020
how do i reconcile my warmth with my machinery?
mechanical contraption checking the boxes
poet longing to form a beating heart with only words

the colder parts of me suggest i have some sort of surgery
creativity can be threaded to the bone with stitches

the softer places whisper in my ear a cure of sugar and cinnamon
logic is only an imagined intention

but i feel the pendulum swing
and it stops not for compromise
Chelsea Rae Nov 2020
It fell slowly,
By each finger letting go,
One by one.

I had such tightly clasped hands
Holding up my mask
But I realized
It gets you nowhere
Fast.

We'll see how much longer we teeter
On the fake pretences I was upholding.

Will you finally pick up your weight and bring back balance?
Or will we fall together and collapse?

I can't smile at you anymore.
I can't kiss you without my heart cringing.
I can't hug you without flinching.
I don't want you to touch me
Unless you've learned how meet me in all the places you left me behind.
You've been just as selfish as I have
Except the difference is,
You've always known what you were doing.

You lie behind my back,
You cry behind my back,
You become empty
Instead of reach for me
And now I am empty too.

No more accommodation.
No more self sacrifice.
And if that's not enough for you
Well this whole thing never sufficed.

I am completely disatisfied
And yet I've cried behind the smiling mask
Mostly for the fact
That our hands are tied.

I never wanted to raise our little stars seperately,
But they might be better off
Spread out across distances,
Like stars in the night sky.

If you ever cared about me
More than you cared about yourself
If you ever cared more about them,
Then we'd have burned forever
Instead of becoming candle melt.

I won't play a part any longer,
No more masks.
With all that being said,
Let's see how long we last.
So done pretending.
Mansi Nov 2020
Nap
Some days
You just need
To take a
Long nap
To reset your
tired brain
Larissa Frost Nov 2020
Today the words
Wouldn’t come out
I swear I just spoke
Noise
I’m exhausted and can
No longer adult
Someone just bring out
The toys.

                  - L.Frost
kier Oct 2020
"my body is tired with torn hands
I want to be perfect, more and more
but nothing changes, it only ever hurts"

"when will you be happy?"

"never... I live miserably,
wanting to work myself to exhaustion
waiting for death's release of this worthless vessel
that hates me deeply
perishing underneath dirt and pebble
no one will want me, need me
I will be forgotten and my ideals of perfection soon to be rotten"
Jamie King Sep 2020
Down a path where arteries will meet the scythe.
Deceased silhouettes suffocating in defeat.

A spark struggles to illuminate the way before the feet.
cloaked in disbelief, conversing with grief.

Climbing an empty ladder,
dreams clustered beyond reach.
With worn bones aiming to reach beyond the known peak.
dailythoughts Sep 2020
Tired with unresolved overwhelming feelings
Attacking at the most random times
Opening up old wounds to only stitch them back again
It never gets old, does it?
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