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Torias Sep 2017
I can see in your eyes,
And feel in my heart.
Do you know why we are drifting?
I am not the only one to change in this.
I am too wild,
Yes, I am reckless
And hard to catch.
I know, but I see hesitation in your smile.
You hate this person,
And I cannot stand to stay if you will sit
Atop a pedestal.
Life keeps pulling us in our directions,
And you've fallen into the arms
Of someone
Who looks a lot like Jesus to you.
And if he is to become your whole world,
Then I cannot be a part of it.
And if he is to become your theology,
Then I have a different faith.
Maybe fate will tie itself into the knots it wants,
But it is hard to hear you from this distance,
From here, I can't make out what your face looks like anymore.
9/9/17~ It’s okay, you don’t have to understand. I just can’t believe how different our paths have became as we’ve grown further away from childhood...
nabi 나비 Sep 2017
My whole life I've always been the side character
And in most of my friendships have been terrible
Mostly because the out of the few a few have been just horrible to me
But even along with that I've always just been the side kick
I've always been so and so's best friend
That's all I've always been
Every time someone greeted me and I said my name
I got "Oh, name's friend."
I felt very small, but I was comfortable
Because it was all I had ever known
I always knew to keep my opinions quiet so I wouldn't lose them
I always knew to just listen in on conversations
And I always knew to smile whenever I was called the side kick
So when my best friend of 7 years moved away
And I had no friends whatsover
It was weird just being called Hannah
It was terrifying not having friends but it was liberating to be me
It was liberating to be recognized as a human and not as an accessory
And it was then that I realized I was always a side character
In my own life i was playing the **** side character
And I also realized I loved being the lead
I now make it a point to be equals in all relationships
With friends, partners, and all people
Because I know how horrible it is to be belittled
And I want all people to realize how amazing the main stage is
Friendships sorta ****.  But I sorta always felt this way.  I dont know why i connected it to theatre but i did.  I don't know.  It works though.
Arelove Sep 2017
Nasaksihan ko kung paano nabuo, nabubog, nadurog ang pagkakaibigan nyo.

Nasaksihan ko ang bawat tawa, bawat luha na pumatak mula sa mga mata ninyong dalawa.

Nasaksihan ko kung paanong hindi nyo mahiwalayan ang isa't isa pati na ang minsang nagkunwari kayong di magkakilala.

Nasaksihan ko. Nasaksihan ko ang lahat maging ang pagkakalamat sa bagay na ingat na ingat kayo, pati na rin ata ako.

Dahil sa panahong kayo ay nabuo, nabubog, nadurog ay sumabay ang puso ko sa pagdurugo ng sa inyo.

Sa panahong halos maubusan ng hininga sa kakatawa, maniwala kayo, mas masaya ako kaysa sa inyo.

Pero sobra din ang sakit kapag kayo ay magkagalit dahil sa pagkukunwaring multo ang isa't isa o kaya'y taong di ninyo kilala hanggang sa magkapikunan kayong dalawa.

Akala ko'y iyon na ang pinakamalungkot sa lahat. Nagkamali ako. Dahil mas malalim pa sa lungkot ang lumukot sa kalooban ko nang umagang iyon. Nang makita ang ilang pahiwatig ng nalalapit na pagtatapos, ng pagwawakas ng bagay na minsang nagpalakas sa inyong dalawa.

Akala ko, tuluyan na itong masisira. Ngunit mukhang di ako pwedeng manghuhula dahil...

Nasaksihan ko ang muli nyong pagkapit, paglapit sa isa't isa kahit pa pilit kayong pinaglalayo ng hindi niyo pagkakaintindihan, ng inyong pagkakasakitan.

Nasaksihan ko kung paano nabuo, nabubog, nadurog, at muling nabuo ang pilit na pinaglalayo.
In the pursuit of happiness
I have been cutting the
toxins out of my life and darling,
I'm sorry you had to be one.
You only kiss me when you're
drunk and I have a bad feeling
you would always chose her over me.
And to my best friend, I'm sorry I
was always a second option to you,
but in order to heal i will not settle
for anything less than first place.
And to the man who thought he could
heal me, I always told you that this
was a one man job,
and it was made just for me.
You see i'm not in search for something
that can heal me,
I'm in search for a light,
Maybe just something a little
less broken than me.
ry Aug 2017
i say i want to know
i claim i want to know how people feel about me
what do i do to them ?
do i anger them ? confuse them ? frustrate them ? inspire them ?
i fear im nothing but a nasty conglomerate of everything thats perfectly nauseating

i fear im too much yet never enough
i fear im too distant but always too attached
i fear im too pessimistic but far too positive

but really i dont want to know
the thought of truly knowing what im doing terrifies me
knowing will take away from the beautifully abstract mess that is my mind and its curiosity
knowing will cause the weight of anxiety and responsibility to come pressing down on my feeble shoulders
but at the same time it will be lifted
no longer will i worry about hurting others for i will already know the damage ive caused
so really i need to ask them
do i wanna know ?
alternatively titled do i wanna know but i thought it was a little repetitive. not a poem a day but rather one every five minutes. i wrote all three of these too quickly last night.
TS Aug 2017
Don't you dare leave flowers at my grave.

As a matter of fact, don't even visit.

I don't want to see you weep or talk about how good of a soul I was.

You don't deserve to mourn me because you didn't take the time to know me.

-t.s.
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