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Crystal Freda Dec 2018
She lay and wait by the tree
reading her exciting book.
She felt a chilly breeze
at her face as the trees shook.

Intrigued in her reading,
she read how the town was saved
and everyone was happy at the end
and new beginnings were paved.

She look at her watch
and couldn't believe the time!
It was 11:00,
and the bus was supposed to be at 9.

She was engrossed in her book,
she completely missed the bus.
Now when she will have to walk home
and her mother will make a fuss!
aj Dec 2018
I got home from work today
turned off my engine and just sat there

it was raining outside
a little cold
my knees hurt

I found myself thinking of you

thinking about how empty my car felt in this rain without you

/ / /

there is a kindness inside of you that I don't know how to explain
you carry yourself with an essence of unapology that makers itself known

gently

you don't care what people thing but you are by far the most caring

you make chaos something graceful
you strip away labels that do nothing but confuse
you navigate the world with truth, inspiring everything that surrounds you to become its best

if you want something you, you create it
you are purest form of spirit and the epitome of resilient
and I am so grateful for you

/ / /

I have no explanation other than the one sitting right here in this car in the rain but I hope it is enough because there is more love than can fit in my heart for you

too much not to know what to do with it
another memoir type thing
candykendys Nov 2018
I don't know how it happened,
I just found myself longing for your hugs and kisses,
Missing our late night conversation,
Dealing with my unanswered questions.

I want to ask you,
But is it the right thing?
Or you'll leave me hanging,
Or you'll tell me lies?

Can you tell me?
Can you answer me?
Can you help me?
Can you just be mine?

-try it. it can be reversed poetry.
D Nov 2018
it's when the hour's late
and my thoughts become hazy
my resolve, it breaks
and my promise stays empty
I keep going back
Alexis Nov 2018
strolling empty streets
indifferent where they'll lead me
i'll never belong

awake while they sleep
pretend like i don't exist
hidden from drained eyes

small as possible
don't let them catch me breathing
wasting oxygen
i've been feeling like i'm just in the way lately taking up space, even around my friends that say they want me around.
haysia Nov 2018
She's ready.
He isn't.
She's willing to take the risk.
He isn't.

"I love you."
He whispered to no one
While watching her
Walk down the aisle
With her father
And him as a visitor.
haysia Nov 2018
She was waiting for him
He was too scared to tell her

5 years later

Chances has long gone
And memory happened.
Alexis Nov 2018
one thought, two thoughts
three thoughts, four
lately i've been thinking
what am i even good for?

five thoughts, six thoughts
and many more to follow
i forgot what being happy is like
what a hard pill to swallow

ten thoughts, twenty thoughts
then the room starts to spin
where do i even start
will my life ever begin?

happy thoughts, happy thoughts
at least that's what i tell myself
but sometimes it doesn't work
and i can't turn to anyone else

big thoughts, little thoughts
thrown around my head
screaming, overwhelming, and telling me
"you're better off dead"

now inhale, then exhale
just hope that the pain starts shrinking
i don't mean for any of this to worry you
it's just that i've been thinking
when it rains, it pours
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