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Kay-Rosa Jun 2019
Sirens, constant
alternating
flashes of red and blue
Children's cries, tiny
persistent
hands, reaching out to spirits
cringing away from shadows.
Annoyed police
urge
screaming children to
"Shh, don't cry, little one."
Don't cry, it makes them want to cry, too.
Lydia Jun 2019
I don’t know why it’s so hard for me to show my love
or why I can be so present and unavailable when you need me the most
it’s not like I don’t feel it
the way my issues have built up a wall
I look so warm but I’m cold to the touch
my ability to love is shadowed by my self hate
I’m sorry you fell in love with someone who hurts themselves but causes you pain
Ziya mansoor May 2019
Everyone goes through this part ,
as a begginer
everyone was a begginer to this world
everyone was a begginer to the words
everyone was a begginer to someone's heart
it's not bad to be at a place of begginer
anyways a advanced one was once a begginer
      Keep smiling :)
Anika Nelson May 2019
This nothing much more than our story of decay:

Our relationship started as something new and shiny
Yet as we grew, our hearts drifted
But our bodies? they came closer

It is hard to imagine these past three years without your name constantly appearing on my shattered phone screen.
But times have changed,
and now, I'll go on as the shattered one

When you said your final goodbye, I didn't realize that your last three words were going to be, "Sorry, it's over"
Rather than the "I love you's" we had shared over those 938 days

It is truly hard to accept this ending
I wish I could rewrite it; Or at least make a sequel


But I guess I just have to accept the fact that,
"Long story short, it's over"
ya girl got dumped and is not thriving right now but I think it is pushing me to be the best version of myself now instead of being weighed down
Anika Nelson May 2019
By taking the risk of letting you go,
I have now gained everything
Contraducción May 2019
Can I be considered a poet yet?
Can I be treated like so?
And, how would you treat it if you will?
I hope somebody would some day reply.
I hope it's not too late to save me from my poet;
And, if it kills me tell me
I would love to know
Have a nice day
Anastasia May 2019
hello
i said
to man underneath my bed
hello
i said
to the voices in my head
hello
i said
to the body in the shower
hello
i said
at the witching hour
hello
i said
to the maggots in rotting flesh
hello
i said
to cuts still fresh
goodbye
i said
to a mind, almost dead
im not actually that bad, u kno
Lydia May 2019
I wanna look exactly how I feel
expression in its truest form
I relate colors to my mood
I’m like an abstract painting with no caption underneath
I want to be so true to my feelings that when I’m feeling down
I turn the color blue
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