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Alaina Moore Aug 20
Eloquent lair,
esteemed and influential.
Spreading disasters
that make me mental.

Not about this repetition.
Locking me in a finite position.

With a moderate delay,
reinforcements arrive.
Reminding me that it is alright to thrive.

Maturing at a healthly pace.
Hoping to survive it all with grace.
I actually tried to rhyme for once...
Francie Lynch Jul 26
You can be a boulder,
Unmoveable, hard, stoic;
But every stone is permeable,
And the water gets in
To make the rock sand...
Soft, malleable,
With indistinguishable grains.

I know others who swim
Against adversity to spawn in the current.
They believe destination is destiny;
Focussed, driven with tunnel vision.

Some face adversity like a roller-coaster.
When things are going north, all is good;
But they throw up their arms and scream
When going south.

I will catch the west wind,
Change course if necessary,
Tack across the white caps of roiling waters.
I will steer the rudder towards my East.
Eliseatlife Jul 25
Like a flower
I will bloom again
As winter passes
Sierra Apr 15
No one
knows
the pain
hidden
behind eyes
Shining
so bright

No one
knows
the tears
leaking
From creases
when
nobody’s around
Watching
Manuel Mar 30
It's a hot spring day,
And my eyes met a sunray.
We exchanged very few words today.

Heat coming from her eyes,
Joy coming from my tries,
I aim to make a change.

It's not for the show,
When my head's always low,
I'm trying my best to swallow the sorrow.

Week after week,
What do I seek?
Something special and unique.

Meaning in the smiles,
And in the morning rise,
When our hearts make a beat at the same exact time.
Julia Feb 3
goodnight my baby
in the morning maybe
i’ll feel a little bit better

sweet dreams my lover
alone under the cover
i dream we’re still together

i’ve no self control
i block u then troll
u with my camera roll

you bolden my chat
“i miss u” n all that
“so do the dog and cat”

that may be the case
but it doesn’t replace
issues you need to face

time to swallow your pills
you act like it kills
you to pay off your bills

goodnight my honey
in the morning your money
will disappear with the wind

when you wake upset
hungry, tired, and wet
my love will never rescind
Katie Read Jan 24
To my friends, I’m sorry I’m not always around anymore.
Apparently growing up means struggling to get out of the door.
It means laying awake all night and struggling to get up in the mornings.
It means wishing you hadn’t said that,
And feeling your head full of forewarnings.
Stop playing with your hair,
Stop being so intense,
Stop crying over nothing,
Stop trying to make sense of everything and just let it be. But that’s harder than it seems.

To my friends, I’m sorry I second guess everything you say.
Apparently growing up means leading yourself astray.
It means wishing you’d stayed in when you’d gone out.
It means filling your head with constant feelings of doubt.
Do I look fat in this outfit?
Do they even want me around?
Do I annoy you all the time?
Do they hate every sound that I make? Because that’s always how it feels.

To my friends, I’m sorry I keep contacting you to make sure you’re okay.
Apparently growing up means having thoughts of constant dismay.
It means you feel like everyone you love doesn’t want you there.
And dealing with a constant ache in your heart much like despair.
I’m not good enough.
I’ll never succeed.
I’m always so unhappy.
And so these thoughts bleed into my everyday life. I just can’t stop them.

To my friends I’m sorry if I seem selfish all the time.
I’m sorry I’m mostly self destructive.
And I’m sorry I can only express my feelings in rhyme.

Because I’m scared you won’t listen to me otherwise.
Try Dec 2018
we got it one way or another and we all got our own way of dealing with it,
yeah everyone has their way of
everyone has their way of
dealin, dealin, dealing
with the stress.
some freak out, some take deep deep breaths,
hobbies, crafts, some cut and self mutilate,
it doesnt make you weak, you got strength, lots of strength, hard times come hard times go, yet everyone has their way of
yeah everyone has their way of
dealin, dealin, dealin
with the stress.

© Try
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