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Hydeer Dec 2018
Seeing others happy was hard once
I would sob and weep at the sight of a couple holding hands in the park
I would scowl and hiss when someone would mention what makes them happy
So I put on a mask and I painted it yellow and drew a smile and I kept it on my face for years
Occasionally people wanted to see under my mask
But when I would show them they would walk away as they saw something that could not be fixed
Like a glass vase broken into such fine pieces, you'd think it was a powder
So I would put my mask back on and repaint it when people started to get interested
However one day someone came by and said they would like to see under my mask
Though I knew it was dangerous I revealed it to them and they began to glue my pieces back together
I noticed that she had some broken parts herself so I did my best to stitch them together like an endless jigsaw puzzle
After a while, I threw away my mask and my paint and my brushes
Then I realized the tables had turned in a way I would have never thought
Others saw us happy and would hiss and sob
The only difference is
If someone shows us what's under their mask we won't walk away
I have endless amounts of glue
Amanda Kay Burke Dec 2018
Love you no matter what
Every day good and bad
All I need is a little appreciation
For the memorable years we have had
You are welcome for stroking your head
On those nautious nights we faced
They have worn us thin in spots
We are stronger from being in that dark place
I will always do my best to protect you
From each threat we find ourselves staring at
In return all I ask is for you to tell me
I look beautiful when I'm feeling sad and fat
Thanks for your patience
Waiting for me to get ready
And when I can't contain rage
For keeping your voice calm and steady
We balance eachother like a scale
You're the yin to my yang, the no to my yes,
We disagree often but the one thing we do agree on
Is that we couldnt love eachother any less
A poem I wrote FOR my mom TO my dad for their anniversary if that makes sense... rotfl!
SomeOneElse Dec 2018
Thank you for letting me share
Showing me you really care
Opening your heart to me
As i shared my history
Listened with an open mind
Never judging always kind
Thanks for showing that you care
With compassion that is rare
Being what i needed friend
As my soul you tried to mend
thanks for being who you are
A thank you poem to a friend
Makenzie Marie Nov 2018
Have you ever considered that what you're going through is not for you
it's for those watching for how you respond?
Give them hope.
Mikaela Angela Nov 2018
Will you believe me if I tell you
that my fictional love came to life?

The fictional personality
that I've long been dreaming of
he came to life
oh
what I mean is
he just passed by

I’m trapped between
my dreamland and reality
If I could then I would
stay in my dreamland
for in my dreams, he is reachable
In my dreams, I can have him
and in my dreams
he wouldn’t be with someone else

But in this bitter reality, I could not
I could only stand and stare at a distance

My fictional love came to life
but I'm only a mere helping character
for my beloved protagonist
L Oct 2018
If your the type
to only breathe through
the stitches
of your camisole.
And if you always taste like mint,
when kissed on the mouth.
Just because you don't want them smell,
the self hate.
That resides in the back
of your throat
in your breath.

You're also the type
to call me up
six am
asking for a
Friend
SomeOneElse Oct 2018
Thank you sis for being there
Showing me how much you care
Always there to cheer me up
Telling me not to give up
Making sure that I'm all right
Encouraging me to write
Sending wisdom and kind words,
Pretty pictures, trees and birds
Never judging me at all
Making sure i do not fall
Thank you sis for being there
And for showing me you care
Written for an indian lady who adopted me as her little brother even though I'm sure she is younger than me
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