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vita 3d
you are hers now.
and i,
am a mere
scent,
on an old jumper
you don’t wear anymore.
Lowkie Jun 7
Lately I've been going through a phase
I got ninty-nine problems I'm not willing to face
Not because I don't want to
I just don't have the strength it takes
Everything I touch breaks
-
Well except for this pen and paper
And the words on this page
-
With every word I write down
The weight becomes lighter
The problems becomes lessor
And for a brief moment
Life becomes better
And I gain my strength again
-
For a brief moment I don't feel insane
And although life is a game I didn't choose
I still press continue and carry on playing
Facing my ninty-nine problems
With just a mere pen and paper
And these sonnets I'm creating
-
Lowkie®
Maria Mitea May 17
someone
that plows intimacy by the use of words

someone
that imagines by the use of words

someone
that touches by the use of words

someone
that cries by the use of words

someone
that dies by the use of words

someone
that hates by the use of words

someone
that loves by the use of words

someone
that kills by the use of words

someone
that wakes  up by the use of words

someone
that heals by the use of words

someone
that you know by the use of words

someone
that you want by the use of words

someone
that paints, lives, teaches, grows, speaks,
works, hugs, cleans, protects, keeps, creates, listens, ...
by the use of words

someone
that makes the world rise by the use of words
I look at the sky in a cloudy night
the past looks like
the only string to grasp
What's to come seem so far away,
but I believe good things are waiting
'cause you…

have always been here
to stir my visions
bring back the stars
awaken the whim
strike me right,
I'll sing my guts out,
boiling veins


I shout at the moon in a cold night
bleak memories,
echoing nothing bright
all I fear is breathing down my neck,
you open my eyes,  they’re nothing but fake verses,
and you…

have always been here
to stir my visions
bring back the stars
awaken the whim
strike me right,
I'll sing my guts out,
boiling veins  

When hope plays hide and seek
And I fail to see the skyline
When I try to see through the window
And light strikes me as bullets
From your temple you descend
show me the way
you are my cure
metal lyrics
Taylor Jennica Oct 2019
I'm angry at myself,
for feeling angry.
Against my better judgment, I looked at her page.
It's your two year anniversary.
Congratulations.
Congratulations for ******* me while you were dating her.
She wrote that you told her, "I fell in love with you from the moment I met you."
So you are in love with her, but you had the nerve to make love to me.

I no longer want you, I no longer crave you.
I loathe you.

For four years,
I loathe that you slept with other girls, and I continued to crawl back to you.

Maybe thats what makes me angry,
you are doing the exact same thing you did to me,
to her.
And I played a part in it.

The only difference is, she doesn't know.
That you're unfaithful.
That you lie.

But I did, and I stayed.
For four years,
because your words dripped honey,
even though your actions dragged like knives across my skin.
Kayla Gallant Sep 2019
Immersed in sorrow
No longer alone
Yet the twinge
Still remains
The hole inside
Burns too deep
Nothing can fill it
But time itself
the deepest wounds take years to heal
DIPTI DHAKUL Jul 2019
Unless
Someone
DELETE(s) it
no one ENTER(s)it.

©Feelings Coated
ENTER(s) it = HEAL(s) it
pk tunuri May 2019
Writing heals if you're in pain
Writing won't let your memories go in vain
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