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RisingUp Oct 2017
Perfectionism's fine dancer
I am no more

That is not what I was put on this earth for

I am not here
to ace every test,
to always get 100,
to always be the best.

I am here to experience
Life's ups and downs
To fall flat on my face
To fall ******* the ground

To make mistakes
But still learn
To discover who I really am
For that I truly yearn

Life is not linear
It should not be overthought
Trying to perfect it
Your brain starts to rot

Depression sinks in
Lose yourself in a fog
Lose joy, lose yourself
in a suffocating smog.

Alas I surrender
I shall fight no more
A world with so much to find
So much more to explore.
Leila Valencia Oct 2017
Maybe never.

The sound of a bird flutters, ahhh.

Maybe someday.
Maybe someday I would tell you it's not there....
Maybe I wish I knew the never - the forever - all coming together like a crystalline kaleidoscope.

Maybe I don't know - maybe I do - I can't tell.
And if you asked me, maybe I would scream. Maybe I would laugh.
Maybe I would fall into something I would never understand.
I am a Tardis
Going through some hardships
Waiting on my doctor
To come and fly me proper

I may look just like phone booth
Which isn't quite the whole truth
For i'm bigger on the inside
Where real and imagined collide.

I glide through time and space
The whole universe to embrace
If only someone knew
Where to rendezvous.
Brianna Ki Oct 2017
Those worlds you hold inside, I wish to explore.

The galaxy that confines of them.

I need to get lost in your stars, as your mind drifts along side mine.
Haasje Sep 2017
I want to, explore planet Her. I want to see its highest peaks, it's deepest cliffs.
I want to lay down on it's golden beaches, so soft and fine.
I want to run along with the wind as it weaves around every curve it can find.
Feel every wrinkle in the sand, every drop of water that runs down every fall, every storm, heat-wave, hurricane, sunrise, birth, fall, winter, summer, spring, life, death...      

Every tear, every smile, cry, truth, lie.
All the mischief and gags
All wonders and how every many disasters.
I want, no I need it all. All I need you to be is exactly who you are, as long as you leave absolutely nothing behind.
Lyn-Purcell Sep 2017
Perhaps if time could speak,
one would not feel so alone in
the depth of their mind.
For time is an endless sea
one that just ebbs and flows.
And we are never sure of the
course our lives will take.

So we lose ourselves in the Fields,
heart, soul and mind locked away
as we wander.
And wander.
And wander.

Time and tide are never still.
Time and tide will never wait.
And as time slips away,
it can never be found again.
But we wander.
And wander.
And wander.

Unrushed for those who wait,
Soaring for those who fear.
As we wander.
And wander .
and wander.

Lasting for those who grieve.
Binding for those who love.
And we wander.
And wander.
And wander.
I'm in somewhat of a grey mood. More and more these days.
Especially when I think about time.
Anthony Reynolds Aug 2017
I'm sitting on a beach away from home
Waves rolling gentle as the breeze
The green tide of Evergreens flow below
A glowing orange sky as the sun falls asleep

My body sits motionless
While my soul dances in the mirror
The feeling of something so bliss
I've never seen life any clearer

Staring at the waves wishing, washing
Telling me secrets from down deep
Clear, crisp spring water dancing
In total blackness is a treat

Stars floating around in the liquid universe
Begging me to jump in and explore
Like when you stare into the night sky
And feel your body lifting off the floor
K Balachandran Aug 2017
wading in water
I feel tiny fish mouths peck,
now,the teeth explore.
Angelina Aug 2017
The more you seek the more you know
Whether it be in an upstate penthouse
Or a lavender tree surrounded bungalow
The mind, an unfathomable garden of planted scriptures, undefined.

The heart yelps, the voices blow  
Initiative galore of intriguing canvases follow
One does not see, one does not hear
But sense is beyond the limits of sorrow

I would like to see, I would like to hear
Albeit constant delusions of fear
Created to seek what's beyond the border
I rest in assurance, one day the tendency of denial won't wander
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