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Sam Downey Jan 2018
“You’re perfect”
The words rolled off of your tongue.
Like they were meant to be said.
At this exact place
This exact day.
This exact moment.
Between two breaths, you whisper those words to me.
Words that mean everything,
Words that change the way I see myself
Even if it’s just for a second, I see what you see.
Those two words
Those 12 letters, phrased together
Make my heart skip a beat, my insecurities forgotten for a second
Because a boy, this boy, thinks I’m perfect.
“You’re just saying that to get in my pants.”
I say, with a laugh,
Because why would he consider me perfect.
Michael Pham Jan 2018
i think about what happens if
someone really special
came into my life.
maybe not just someone special, but,
making friends as well.

we might have a small connection,
whether it would be similar
hobbies, tastes, interests,
whatever, same thing,
and we would be really comfortable
with each other.
we would just have a good time
talking to one another.

but there would always be a time
where i would get too comfortable.
a bit too personal.

i would keep bringing up my insecurities,
a bit of my past,
my bad habits,
and the fears that i have
that relate to the world we all live in.
i guess you can say that
turning just a regular conversation
to a therapy session
would be one of my bad habits.

but thinking about it,
i forget that everyone
has their own weaknesses,
and there's going to be a point in time
where we're going to
open up to them about it.
yes, i understand that some people
would like to hide certain problems to themselves
which i still have a hard time trying to do,
but at the end of the day,
we're going to show other people
our weakness at some point.

and once i tell the other person
my weaknesses, my demons,
i would always beat myself up
and punish myself
that i had lost another opportunity
of making a new friend.
but really, it's them to decide
whether they want to accept
my flaws or not.

you either stay friends with me
and accept me,
no matter what mistake i make,
or leave and go meet someone new.
that is all up to you.
your choice.
a life lesson that i can't please anybody and that i will always find people that can love me for me.
md Jan 2018
In a four wall room
She feel so small
She feel out of place
Cant walk alone inside and roam

Everytime she's alone
Sitting and prentending is all she can do
She sits like no one's there
Pretending that she is okay

Her mind overthinks oftenly
slowly being eaten by all her insecurities
Insecurities that she is so small
And compare to others that she is too low
Miguel Nino R Jan 2018
Cause I am scared
What life has me prepared
Cause I am scared
That my future is unfair
Cause I am scared
I don't reach the highest stair

I know I am just a twenty one guy
with big insecurities and a short high
who's afraid they don´t say his name with pride
Michael Pham Jan 2018
my afflictions are like black satin
wrapped and *******
all over my body
to where i'm unable to move.

it's uncomfortable, yes,
yet makes me feel somewhat
luxurious.
Mister J Jan 2018
I once surrounded myself
With emotional walls and checks
Hiding behind my insecurities
Shielding myself from all responsibility

It came to a point when
It grew completely out of control
It left me isolated in my own world
It left me disconnected from reality

But then you came
You
Who went in with a wrecking ball
Smashing all those stone and iron walls
Peeling layer by layer of me
Leaving me exposed to vulnerability

For the first time in my life
A whole new world opened for me
You took my hand by surprise
And led me out of my cage
You removed all my shackles
Destroyed all my chains
You flipped my world upside down
And loved me in all my nakedness

You
Whose love showed me a new paradise
By leading me out of my comfort zone
Who made my heartbeats go wild
And boosts my adrenaline every single second of my life

You
You are the sunshine
To my cold life
The weakness in my veins
And the strength in my muscles
You are the air in my lungs
The reason I wake up each morning
The reason I sleep soundly at night
The courage in my heart
And the reason in my mind
You are a whole new world for me
Whom I want to share my own world with too
You are the world that I never knew
And the world that I want to keep on exploring every single second of the day

I love you
Thanks for reading. :)
ABeautifullMind Jan 2018
Part I

[1/21, 23:37]

Will a day come where I no longer need to run, from the fears entrapped in my mind?

Can I just decide to leave them behind? Is  the choice even mine to make? Or is this a designated - haunting - punishment by fate?

Whatever the answer
I can't run any faster from the shadows that swallow my mind.

They follow my moves every step of the way - am I a fool for even trying to get away?

This game of hide and seek
I don't know how to play -
wherever I hide they seem to find and no matter how much I seek I feel   I n c o m p l e t e.


Will there be an extinction of this sorrow? Or will they be here tomorrow? Waking me with a pressure on my chest.

I promised I'd try my best...

I just don't know how to break out from this intricate mess - Each day I feel -
            
less and less.

Until the only thing left is this
                  PRESSURE
                on my chest.

But I will still run and fight off the fear of tonight - my stength slowly drying.

They say every cloud has a silver lining? I hope they're right because my precious mind Is slowly

D y i n g.

Part II

I square up with my worthy opponent because I'm not dead yet.

I feel the fear in my eyes
    And I see it in his.

But who on earth wins when it's
                 me vs me?

The one that leaves me
        perfectly free

-All I'm trying to do-

Is free myself from me.
I don't sleep. I dream with my eyes open. It's safer that way.
berniiie Jan 2018
I like him
and despite the mixed signals
I think he likes me too

I can't be too sure of anything these days
what if he's playing me
just like the other guys -
like the one who told me he loved me
right before he had *** with my brother
or the one from my poetry class
who enjoyed Keats and Tennyson with a healthy
dose of *******
or the one who told me he was in a band
(he didn't tell me he was in a marching band)

what if I am a stand-in
for love, for what's yet to come
what if I'm second best

what if.

what if we started going out
what if he vowed to only be mine
what if he loves me so much
he can never leave me
or let me leave him

oh my god

what if he goes crazy
and starts hitting me
and insists my friends are a bad influence
and insists we get married
and have kids

****.

if one day I feel like I'm ready to be in love
I will probably never see my friends and family again

but back to the story

He likes me
and I think I like him too.
Kaede Jan 2018
Two shadows, two old souls.
Sharing what are their life goals.

Look so true, look so sweet,
As light cast them behind an empty street.

Now my chest is tight
Another flashback I need to fight
Cause I know it's him,
And I know it's not her.
But the most painful is,
it is not me either.
I made this poem out of his myday post. I actually know it's her and that is the sad side of this poem.
Ophelia Jan 2018
You are a bittersweet memory of a person I used to be,
Whilst you are painted in colours of vibrant blues, purples and greens,
I am washed out browns, greys and blacks,
All the colour I have in my life,
are nothing rivalled to all the colour you have in yours,
The strokes of cardinal, splashes of purple, and the accents of yellow,
Are too good for me to compare to.

You are the lilac sky,
The delicate breeze,
The falling rain,
And the precious dandelion that I am afraid to touch,

I am the feeling of dread,
The thistle,
The dull grey sky,
And the wilted flower you step on by the sidewalk

I am nothing compared to you.
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