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Rachel Rae Jan 22
Love myself?
I loved myself
To the point I overflowed
For the Earth, family, friends
My love was warm and abundant
My sadness was that
no one would ever know it

I was gazing in windows
Leaning over shoulders
Edges of worlds, social circles
I never found them.
I defined them.
Where the sidewalk met
The playground grass
The little girl was watching, left

Perhaps the flowers below my bedroom window
Watered on the emotions I bled
Will last longer than I did
May they find hands to hold onto
As I was never able to
we're all just hanging on
Ahalya could go any day
Rowan's already tried
so have i
but every thread
is different
and sometimes our threads get
tangled
if Alice goes,
what happens to Kayleena?
if Lex goes,
what happens to Grey?
if they go
can my thread break too?
their threads are the only things keeping mine from falling
why?
if i fall
then Rowan falls
then Ahalya falls
then Hunter falls
then Alice falls
then Grey falls
then Lex falls
then Kat falls
then Sam falls
then Ebby falls
but what if they fall first?
me and all my friends are barely hanging on.
She came in the room and gave me food;
And in that moment she was you.
Not sure if it was the liquor or the mood,
but I stepped outside to smoke with you.
As my puffs of breath left me,
I'm sure the whispered prayer carried through.
She's just a girl at a party.
But, **** it all, I wish she was you.
Dear Gabby, I met a girl at a party this weekend. She was just like you. I had just met her and she shared your favorite food with me. I'm glad nobody came outside with me. You would have had a lot of fun.
I don’t want to be here

But I don’t want to go home



I want to have friends

But I want to be alone



I just want to be myself

But it’s me that I hate



They said to hold on

But that’s longer than I can wait
got a bit overstimulated while a lot of drama was happening
The kid is talking to themself again

And gets called a freak

But they don’t care

Because they always have someone there




“Your friends aren’t real.”

Said the child’s mother

The kid covered their ears and ran

But the friend only smiled




The laughs that cried

Out into the night

So their parents came

To shut off the bedroom light




“It’s time to grow up”

Said the father

But the true friend offered an escape

And reached out their hand




The darkness shifted

To the world of dreams

And then they ran

Hand in hand




“You child is lost in an illusion

“They need to get rid of it”

Tears in their eyes, not wanting to let go

But when they turned around, there was nothing there




So they grew up alone

A life now forgotten

There was no one to talk to

So they cried themself to sleep




“Just make some real friends”

I told them

But then I realize

You were never there all along
Its fun i guess. Took me a super song time, but im proud!
Melanie Jan 19
my romantic loves, traditionally, have not been healthy
wrong, forced, cruel, hurt, anxiety-ridden
a healthy relationship hadn't found me.
but in every other sense, I am surrounded
my friends, my family, my city, loves me
unconditionally, warmly, easily
they make me better and wrap me up
the healthiest, truest love I've ever known
Cyril Jan 17
I will never know whether it's meant as praise or disapproval when friends tell me I'm being too transparent.
Conversations over coffee leave me wondering if they’ve ever truly known love—the kind that leaves you vulnerable.

Maybe they haven't grasped how terrifying it is to be misunderstood,
To deliver the wrong message,
To drop hints, only to have them left unexplored by someone too direct to see their meaning

Have they realized how a hint of opacity can blur everything, turning what was once clear into something unrecognizable?
How a single careless moment
or a slip of the tongue can lead to loss?

Isn't it a greater shame to leave everything to fate,
To let life unfold without intention?

In their eyes, am I foolish or brave?
Nonetheless, all I know is that pride is a heavy weight.
So I say;

I can only breathe when my words are laid bare,
Stripped of pretense and hesitation.
There is something freeing in that honesty, something necessary.
I love when I love,
Why hold back?
My friends used
To always be around
Good times, bad times
It didn't really matter
Every day was a new
Exciting adventure

Fast forward 10 years
Our group is scattered
All over the world and
We've become merely
Memoirs to reminisce
On my insomnia nights
Realized I don't have any friend left. Did my depression took the best of me? Did I become that dull? Or that's just how being a grown up supposed to be? I really couldn't say...
I never felt more alone.
cleo Jan 15
(i remember…)
making out to ska with the lights on
(i remember…)
the day i finally got your pants off
(i remember…)
the look in your eyes told me something else was up (shhh)
forever bonded, didn't matter what was going on


not like thœse other guys
you were the caring type
circumstances not within your control
but you still had to make it right


it's so unfair
the unwanteds wandering in my dreams
but i still haven't seen you there


forever 23
a missing part of me
with every birthday that i have
it’s another you won’t see




forever 23
a missing part of me
with every birthday that i have
it’s another you won’t see
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