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Kaitlin Evers Aug 2016
Lashes blink in front of me
My eyes peruse the sky
Large white billows scattered
Amidst the abundant blue
I see faces, I see creatures
They peep throughout the sky
You may see bleached blobs of puff
But I see,
                 O so much more stuff...
Àŧùl Aug 2016
I miss a true lover,
She was true never,
I know that it's over.
Technically, if your love is true, you won't quit ever.

6 syllables,
5 syllables,
6 syllables.

My HP Poem #1108
©Atul Kaushal
Jellyfish Jun 2016
I'm still a child
yet an adult as well.

People think I should act one way
and when I do that they yell...

So tell me, judgies?
what do I wear today
a smile, frown or should I walk in a haze?

I'd love to know.
Reine Monroe Jun 2016
97
In a dream i am falling,
Into the deep abyss,
I once swimmed in...
I once lived in....

Trapped between reality & fantasies,
Trapped between sanity and insanities,

Breaking the thorned vines, ripping them out of my way,
Climbing up the vines to the light above
Oh so bright, i see....
Hoping that soon I'll be able to breathe.
My hands & feet are covered in the thickest blood,
Pain crushing the toughest bones....
Feeling my skin ripping I'm alive I'm alive...
I'm in the clearest of skies...
Clouds so bright, pink & white...
I click,
The loudest scream of a daughter,
I close my eyes , as it rolls to the back of my head...
I'm back in the world of despair and to the thinking of being chained with thickest chains but its just a tiny thread.
Thinking that I'm Ina tight embrace by the neck, facing the worst enemy...
My killer entities.
How can live when I'm battling me .
Viseract May 2016
I know what it's like to be you,
Why you lock yourself away within your room

Hiding from the light
And embracing your artificial night
With the curtains drawn
And any hope gone
These shadowed faces,
These shadowed fears

I, too,
Was once like you
Everything was lost,
And everything was nothing
And nothing was all I had

Or so I thought,
I was so depressed
I didn't wanna get up,
Let alone get dressed

And sit at the table,
Fake smiles on my face
Laugh like I was happy,
Laugh like I was good

I talk too much
And talk too little
About what doesn't matter
And ignored those
Shadowed faces, my shadowed fears

I know why you hide
You've given up
Don't do that, sister
I'm here for you
SK Apr 2016
In a sense...
I thought I knew who I was
But I only knew myself in that time
All these years have faded the familiar lines

You never step in the same river twice.
Beau Scorgie Apr 2016
How peculiar it is,
all that we keep alive with our thoughts.
I wonder,
whether it is as photosynthesis is to the plant
and a flower is yet to bloom,
or whether our faces will become blue
in the name of fallacy.

Think wisely.
munachi Mar 2016
These people, I do not know.
I only see them in my dreams.
I only see them when I close my eyes.
Only when it seems
like I am dying again.

I can never make out their ghastly faces;
they have no eyes or nose or mouth.
All I hear are silent voices
that seem to come from nowhere
but inside my head.
The tormentors in our minds.
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