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SeaChel Feb 2018
even the things I love most

cannot give me the will

to pick myself up







and that is okay.
Alaska Sep 2017
It's okay to ask for help
       it is more than okay
you are not weak
       you are strong.
Maria Aug 2017
It's okay to cry
It's okay to be sad
It's okay to get hurt and hide
It's okay to get mad
It's okay to runaway from problems and feel free sometimes
but also remember that,
It's okay to be happy
to enjoy life and learn from all our mistakes
It's okay to have fun and break the rules
It's okay to get crazy and try new things in life.
Life has it positive and negatives views
and it depends on you.
If you still don't know what to do,
Just remember that "It's okay!"
Ally Mustin Jul 2017
I hate how you think.
The way you think.
No really I don't care.
You knew me for awhile.
But you didn't get to know me.
So how could you be spreading these,
these lies.

I don't get how you can live with yourself.
Not only knowingly ruining and tearing
Two perfect hearts with the same words
But making people believe your sick lies.
Rumors. How do I feel about them.
They can't hurt me and neither can you.

But what you forgot was I was not your girlfriend.
And you cheated on her.
You also left one person witness to it.
So who says I can't tell the truth.
Those people you call friends would turn on you.
An then who would you turn to because,
It is definitely not me or her.
jenny Jul 2017
don't fear my dear,
for you are a gentle rose with a solid heart
that withholds a universal intelligence.

crimson petals that are
the creations
bestowed upon our home,
we owe our gratitude.

but do not be mistaken by the thorn
although a part of you.
for it will **** right through your sentimentality and
your existence is far more than that.

you have bloomed into a garden of grace and ease
but your "duplicate" still suffers for their truth.
the fault is not at your hands,
so pay no heed to the spikes that neighbor you.

rays of mine contribute to heal your internal wounds
that could only take so much.
but don't fear my dear,
for your field shall sprout quite soon.
Christine Jun 2017
i would like to believe that
loving so hard in you
is not a waste

i would like to believe that
leaving me behind
takes everything in you

i would like to believe that
you own your reasons
that it hurts you like it did to me

i would like to believe that
throwing us away
is another intangible gift i could possibly give to you

i would like to believe that
this whole feeling for you
won't go on waste

i would like to believe that
those aches in my heart is necessary
those pain in my memory is alright
each time i am hurting, you feel the same too
each tears and memories

i would like to believe that
the roads we ever passed, the places we ever been to, the memories we shared
you also sealed them in your mind and heart
always seeing them
like me

i would like to believe that
those smile on my face
is still your favorite thing
at ease because of them
like me

i would like to believe that
sometimes in remembrance of me
smile, shed tears because of me
perhaps surprisingly,
like me
it is not a waste loving someone so hard and give all of you for that one person you called 'Home', it is okay not be able to let that one person go even after all this pain, it's okay you still want him to come back even after all this time, if you ever heard people scolded you over this matter, believe me it won't go a waste when it comes on being sincere, because it's heart .
We all have a little sadness that we have to live with
            And that's not a bad thing
HeatherBeth Aug 2016
Breath hunny, let it out
Let it float away in silence
There is no need to shout
Breath hunny, for one day
You will find a love like the one
That remorsfuly cast you away
Breath hunny, for you will learn
To love him, as you loved him
Your feedom you will earn
Breath hunny, this is just life
Not every relationship works
It's all just part of the strife
Guy Furniture Feb 2016
Sometimes I think,
Pain is okay.
If there were no pain in my life,
I wouldn't be able to write this way.
It was hard that she had fought,
but she was stronger than she thought.
She knew her only job was to*  love herself  *a lot.
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