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Azelea V Apr 22
perhaps the reason why I could never stray away from u
was that you became the catalyst to my discovery of being alive
being alive without restrictions or repercussions
u led me to a point where i was ready to watch my world burn
so that i could see through the smokescreens
and for once and for all , live out the small percentage of having my true freedom

i felt like Maddie, watching you through my phone screen and getting so oddly fascinated by our differences
i only worried about you feeling sorry for myself
but you never made it obvious or real

You didn't save me- you simply were.

when we sat across each other at the table, and you were busy telling me the origins of your name, your likes and dislikes,
your friends and the upcoming party ,
deja vu visited me and said 'do u feel familar?'
i knew this was inevitable now


few first moments of seeing each other in person and we made out in your corridor
i met you 43 full moons ago
half drunk and heartbroken that i was trapped forever
in my small little world
now im the small little being in the big large world

i was cautious and plain and perfect
i now only see beauty and lessons i've gained

i often see you in my dreams
we meet in my messy,cozy room
but you're always telling me something interesting
while i tell myself how to stop thinking about your hands on my face

you were the last matchstick i somehow found
to re kindle my candle that was supposed to be covered in dust
and i happily revel in the warm wax melting through my gullibilty.

"Be careful because once you become a part of the world it becomes a part of you, too?
Because there’s no denying it now. I’m in the world.

And, too, the world is in me."
(excerpts from the book-'everything,everything')
when you meet new parts of yourself in someone, and those new parts can no longer sit still and observe any longer, you realise you can never go back, because if you did, you would never know what it ever feels like to be truly alive.
Zywa Apr 19
Friends, enemies, you

know them, but who is what, and --


how many are they?
Novel "De vergaderzaal" ("The conference room", 1974, Albert Alberts)

Collection "Wean Di"
I saw my future there that day
She walked right up to me and said an enthusiastic “HEY!”
I held my breath
What a beautiful way
I fell in love that day
Renn Apr 18
i’d let you destroy me over and over again if it meant you would stay
i always wanted to ask if i may take your hand
take you to the world of my imagination
show you all my fears and my frustrations
thought about it so much that i almost forgot to mention
how much you meant to me.
i miss our smoke sessions
and your touch,
even though i never got the opportunity to tell you much of it,
it was the only thing keeping me going.
you keep telling me to get over it and such,
and you stopped smoking kush,
your mental health also got better,
we both have our opinions,
yours change like the weather,
maybe we existed just to get a lesson,
but i guess it doesn’t matter.
our time together was a divine gift,
a sacred blessing,
i guess good things don’t last,
but you’re the only thing i’m missing.
My mind is a reflecting pool
Shattered memories floating through
I reach out to grasp them
But they lunge away
I chase after
They disappear
They disappeared
I’m sorry to my past self
I’ve wronged you
I’m sorry to my past friends
I’ll never be the same man you know
But you weren’t returning anyways
I’m sorry to myself
I’ll never be the same man you know
I write
I write more
I write more again
I wrote
I’ve written
Stop this noise
Leave me in silence
I was never scared of silence
I was scared of losing sound
From an infant to a child, growing into an adult,
Then working every day, planning for retirement,
Never thinking, it could be one of the hardest parts,
You act out, in this life, as you know it today.
Even if you financially planned, your home, bills are paid,
Changes in society, the loss of family members,
All of mine have passed, along with, many special friends,
That were close, and others who migrated another way.
Often for a smile, you think of memories, of lost past days,
Scanning records, you cherish, stored, in your hippocampus,
In your brains temporal lobe, it would now take twenty four hours,
To just arrange and plan, what you use to accomplish, in one day,
Reminiscing, of old cars, clothes, events, or that special game,
Now realizing, they were pieces, of your puzzle, to where you are today.
Next time you look in a mirror, those lines on your face, you earned,
From tough decisions, to the memories of enjoyment, from days & nights,
When you just could not stop grinning, ear, to ear. Changes to control,
Many man made distractions, in life today, most modern day children,
Could not think of following, the footsteps, you traveled in past days.
For those you love, and those who do you, food for you soul, the part,
Of you, that will survive. Old and young souls around you every day,
There is no way to separate them by age. Born philosopher’s & prophets,
Are still among us, delivering messages, you have many directors as you,
Act out your part, in this life, on planet Earth, which is your stage.
                                                                                                                        The original: Tom Maxwell © 03/27/2025 AD
Widad Apr 17
In the silence of the moment, when the world fades away,
Your presence wraps around me, like the soft light of day.
No need for words between us, we’ve always understood,
That every breath we take together, is a memory of good.
We’ve painted skies in colors, no one else could ever see,
Shared secrets in the quiet, where our hearts are wild and free.
With every step you take, the world feels just a little right,
A friendship built on moments that will last beyond the night.
Grace, like ivy, we’ve wrapped ourselves in time,
In the shadows of our whispers, where the world won’t find.
In the park at midnight, where the stars were all we knew,
We counted every constellation, just me and you.
At 12 AM, our hearts would race, like time was standing still,
With every wish we whispered, the world could never break our will.
Grace, you were my universe, my dream beneath the sky,
At that moment, I believed that time could never say goodbye
We wandered through the echoes, where the world was just our sound,
In every step, we found our place, where love would always surround us.
In the quiet of the night, when the stars began to fade,
We promised each other forever, in the memories we made.
Through seasons that would change us, we remained the same,
In every storm, we found the calm, calling each other’s name.
We’d dance in fields of memories, where the light would never die,
With every step we took together, we touched the endless sky.
Grace, in every heartbeat, I feel you by my side,
Like whispers in the twilight, where no secrets can hide.
In the park at midnight, where the stars were all we knew,
We counted every constellation, just me and you.
At 12 AM, our hearts would race, like time was standing still,
With every wish we whispered, the world could never break our will.
Grace, you were my universe, my dream beneath the sky,
At that moment, I believed that time could never say goodbye
And when the world fades away, and the skies begin to fall,
I’ll still hear your voice whispering, through every shadowed call.
Grace, you’re the fire that burns, the wind beneath my wings,
In the quiet of the night, you’re the song my heart still sings.
Through the storms that try to break us, we will never bend,
For in every twist of fate, you’ll always be my friend.
No matter where we wander, no matter where we roam,
In the silence of the universe, with you, I’m always home.
You’re the echo in my chest, the pulse that keeps me alive,
In the vastness of this world, with you, I’ll always survive.
Time will try to change us, but our hearts will stay the same,
For in every fleeting moment, we’ll be forever framed.
Grace, you’re my constant star, my light in the darkest skies,
And in the end, we’ll soar together, no more goodbyes.
Faith Cubitt Apr 17
You ask why were not best friends....
when all you did today was comment on every mistake I made
Told me I had to fix my hair every time a strand got away
saying it wasn't good enough
In so many ways it meant I wasn't good enough
you asked why I hated you....
when I've never left loved by you
You told me I was being ridiculous
'after everything I've done for you' you started saying
I didn't hear what came after, the tears welling in my eyes and burn clogging my throat just a loud buzz in my ear drums
You told me I was in some sort of power house mood and couldn't be talked too....
but what if I've never been able to talk to you I just hid it better when I was younger?
Your always saying how the things I do aren't me....
wow, you must really not know me
the criticism is a lot weighting down on my shoulders but everything's fine I'll just roll my eyes
I sometimes wonder how you don't see me crying every night in my bed?
or if you know and just don't care?
You must notice how your words could cut through steel?
how every time you say something my eyes water?
I want to apologize but it's not my fault
everything hurts all the time
but how am I supposed to let go when I learned from a very young age that being judged by your mother is the worse pain of all....
Where's my safe place?....
nicole Apr 16
4-14-25   7:50pm

I ran into you the other day
at the local coffee shop

please don't look at me like that
like no time has passed
like you're genuinely happy to see me

why do you surround yourself with them?
they dim your light
they suffocate your soul

I can see you trying to break free
like a bird from a cage
a thought from a brain

to think I still get nervous around you
as if time hasn't passed


interesting how the universe makes us run into each other
it's not the first time
but i'm hoping it's the last
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