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Zack Ripley Jul 2020
"What would you do for loved ones?"
"Anything."
"What would you do for yourself?"
"Nothing."
"Why not?"
"It's selfish."
"Why is it selfish?"
"Because I'm okay being alone.
They're not."
"First, just because you're okay
Being alone doesn't mean
you should be.
And second, you're not alone.
You have me."
Little Bear Feb 2020
a tempestuous storm
blows through
the hollows
of her eyes

whining on the wind
as if a wolf,
howling it's sorrow
in cries of loss.
bereft,
it calls
into
the blackened sky

between the gaps
in her fingers  
the dust consumes
her skin
to bone

where brittle
wedding bands
slip
from her fingers
into the sodden grass
full of
mourning dew

dropping like cymbals
clattering
upon uneven ground.

thundering gales
tear through her ribs
borne of heartbeats
that roar misery

her bones
excavated marrow
bleaches white
in the sun,
dries to dust
and gladly falls
to nothing

her sorrow leaks
into her veins.
while
unrequited love
bristles
impatiently
at her torment


that ebb and flow
wither and die
gives her
solace
in her isolation


an eternal grounding

as loves tempest
mindlessly
wreaks utter
sorrow.

she hears the
wolves cry
  and she is too empty
to reply
smol edit, i hope it reads better now :)
Jaxey May 2019
You ask
If I'm okay
But not because
You really care
But because you're trying
To convince yourself
That you do
Stop
Aprolam Jan 2019
I’m lost, and I feel like I can’t be found. I don’t know what I should do. I don’t know if I should listen to my friends giving me advice or just ignore it. I’m hurt. Physically, mentally and emotionally. I can still remember that day in April, your eyes, so full of happiness. Your smile was so perfect. It still is. You were so beautiful. To me you were perfect. I remember the last day. The feelings in the air. I still feel that way if not worse. I know I hurt you more then you hurt me, and I know I can’t do anything to fix it and now I’m worthless and I don’t know anymore,
The worse part is that I know no one is looking for me anymore. And it’s okay too. Cause I know that deep down, I’ll never be found.
I hate spring because of you,
Thorns Nov 2018
I'm depressed sometimes suicidal
     It's okay, I'm okay (no I'm not)
No effing pill could fix this
     Pills **** anyway, don't want that ****
I'm sorry this is bad, don't be a hater just let me be depressed
     And maybe if you had a heart you would end my suffering
Depressed...
Retro Jun 2018
I put it on, everyday.
I tried not to make mistakes.
Even though it’s full of cracks,
I still sit up and put on my act.
And though no one ever wants to ask,
I still get up.
And put on My Mask.
;(
alexa Jan 2018
it's funny;
i didn't remember what it was like to be young,
i mean,
i'm young now but
i guess what i mean is happy.
i don't remember what it's like to be happy.
inspired by ...myself
freyja Oct 2017
it happens quicker than you think
one day you're floating above the world in a euphoric cloud
and then you realize that your friends have all gone out without you
multiple times
and you're torn between wanting to acknowledge it and make them feel bad for leaving you out
and
wanting to leave them all behind and isolate yourself more

"how dare you talk to me," you want to scream at them when they approach you the next day
but the words die in your mouth and you're left blankly staring at them, a fake smile ready to curl your mouth

so what if you shed a few tears,
it's not like they cared anyway
10.28.17
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