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I became every person I was warned not to be. It was beautiful until the very end

We are not our choices but we are are most definitely our consequences.

I'm thankful for so much because now I know I can
I used to wonder with envy for others imagining who I would become when I finally encountered love

It was even better than I dreamt it to be.
I was blessed beyond measure.

But even forever is finite in the face of this life.
The void is proof I was there for every moment, every whisper, every giggle and every smile.

We live with regrets but this time I have none. I will be happy again when fault is not at the forefront of my mind.

I wish we had more time, now I really do sound like everyone else.

I'm glad it was you, even if it was for a while.
Farewell my muse, we had a hell of a ride.
If we meet again
and I think we will
maybe in another lifetime
you won’t remember
what you did to me.
Not the breaking,
not the silence,
not the way I begged with eyes you never understood.

And still,
I’ll try find you.

I’ll walk through the lives I’m given
searching for the shape of your hands,
the way your voice hesitates before lying.
I’ll know it,
even in another language.


Some loves aren’t meant to be safe
just permanent.
Etched into the soul
like a name we forget
but still flinch at when it’s spoken.

But if I catch a glimpse of you
on a crowded street
or in the eyes of a stranger
I’ll stop.
I’ll look.
And I’ll let my heart break
all over again.

Because loving you
was never a choice.
It was a sentence
I accepted
lifetimes ago.

I’ll look for you
Even in places
I know you aren’t.

Because love like this,
doesn't just die
even when we do.
Final
Came as a stranger, going like mine,
There wasn't a day that your voice didn't shine,
Life's playin' hard as it does all time,
Your help was unforgettable, truly sublime.
It's all like years but it started only yesterday,
So soon farewell came and you went away,
Even you've gone your bond is always in my way,
As I walked, I learned there's nothing like all day,
Soon or later everyone should face a d-day.
May be our journey was only until the day,
On my way thinking, I weeped at a slow pace.
Aidan 4d
Goodbye.
A final farewell to a chapter that’s ending.
A word that many consider permanent
A word that is everlasting

If we want temporary,
Trying replacing with see you later.

That way the door is left open
That way the chapter hasn’t ended
The page hasn’t turned

That way I know you aren’t finished with me.
The harsh reality, sadness, and anxiety that goodbye can bring upon someone
Charlie 4d
when i die
could you plant a willow in my eye?
and tell Ever, Kaleigh and Rye
that i'm sorry but they're far stronger than i

and when i go
could you bury me in the garden patch?
where i watched a baby spider hatch?
and where the raspberries don't grow

cause when i'm gone,
i'd like to be a weeping willow tree
would your grandkids come and visit me
and close their eyes and feel the breeze?
i don't want to be lonely

and when i'm down just three feet under
(since i was never really whole)
and you won't see me any longer
since i won't get a funeral
don't visit on my birthday and don't come cry at my grave
i don't want you stuck on guilt for somebody you couldn't save
just think fondly on the memories that we made

so, when i die
could you sprinkle dandelion seeds over my scars?
and take good care of my ****** car?
and don't let dust collect on my guitar

and when i go
just tell Nathan he was funny
and tell Wyatt that he's sweet
and Josiah that he's kinder than he seems
and to Audel, i hope your truck gets fixed
and thanks for everything you did
even on my worst days, you didn't leave
and you'll never know just how much that meant to me

and i don't know if i believe in God
but i'm looking for him everywhere
i just want something to trust in once i'm gone
i almost want someone to tell me to hold on, but for how long?
i think i'm tired of holding on
i think i'm done

when i leave
don't tell Lydia what i did
just say i went on a long trip
i don't want her to see the real world for many more years still
tell Theo that i'm proud of him
and tell Lori she's a *****
and Franny that I never blamed her for being the favorite

and when i die
i'm sorry if i make you cry
i'm sorry if you're angry or you're sad
just know i lived the life i had
and i hope i didn't do too bad
and i hope i left this world a little glad

so, when i'm dead
please plant a ring of rosethorns round my head
and make sure my cats are loved and fed
and don't water my grave with tears that you shed

because when i'm down just three feet under
since i was only half a soul
i don't want a shoddy gravestone that'll crumble when it's old
turn me into a willow, seriously
and let kids climb up into my leaves
and if you must sell the property
just tell them that beneath the roots is me
and i'd appreciate it if they let me keep standing

so. when i leave
and when i am just three feet deep
and when you cannot fall asleep
just come visit the willow tree
not for guilt and not for peace
just come visit the willow tree
and together we can be lonely
just come and visit me.
essentially my suicide note, my last wishes, my goodbye to this world.
I got lost coming home tonight
To my surprise, the room was empty
You were not there, sweetie
The bed was made and the floor was bright.

I miss you, I miss you dearly
The room was very cold and sad
Like a lover who’s desperate and mad
Frankly, my heart felt weak and empty.

Your shadow was absent
Your silhouette was inexistent
You were not present in the room.

One can easily hear a domestic silence
Which was afraid of bothering the broom
I’m lost again. I lost my common sense.

Copyright © July 2025 Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.
Forasmuch as I have lov’d this life,
No sorrow shall I bear in death.
My gladness have I sent on high,
To vanish in the azure breath.
I ran and leapt with falling rain,
The wind I clasp’d unto my breast.
Mine own cheek, like a slumb’ring babe,
Upon the earth’s fair face did rest.
Forasmuch as I have lov’d this life,
No sorrow shall I bear in death.
Take thou my love, sweet soul so nigh
And know, this parting is not goodbye.
Uliana K Jul 24
Your slim body,
Your gentle movements,
Your angelic eyes
Are all a part of our last dance.

It’s messy,
Wild,
Hot,
Amusing.

I was thirsty for you;
I still am.
Our bodies link —
We are dancing in sync.

I see the sorrow in your eyes,
Mixed up with euphoria from the drinks you had.
I can feel my body full of you.
I can sense your body full of me.

I watch your fragile hand,
Moving to the beat of music.
I look at my own —
It’s following yours.

Every move you do,
I copy.
Every feeling you have,
I have.

I’m not able to let go.
I’m too addicted to let you free.
Your suffering from it,
I know.

But the moment had come
And you part from my hand.
You distance so quickly,
And I’m left here with a hole in my heart.
for all the touch starved ones
04/24
boy meets girl.
like rose petals
brushing her cheek,
he whispers a warning:
don't get too close.
i’m not here forever.

as if it’s a choice.

girl says,
i really like you.
face like the sun,
trembling, she offers
a half-open heart.

he says,
i love you too,
like an unexpected hug
before the goodbye.
then he leaves —
just like he promised.
but he forgets
a part of himself
is now hers to keep.
this one is about us, crossroads, in someone else's journey.
july 24, 2025
Arna Jul 22
Every night,
I tell you,?
“Go to sleep, good night.”?
But deep inside,
I whisper,
“No… stay a little longer.”?
Expectations always hurt —?
and your reply is always the same:? "Okay, bye. GN."
Just out of care,?
because you know lack of sleep harms my health.?
And I know —?
you always wanted to have a long conversation,?
where there’s nothing to share,?
but just presence is all we craved.
Some goodbyes are painful yet needed.
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