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Nigdaw Mar 2020
some time ago
I went out to get
a packet of ****
and forgot how
to find my way
home again
I got the phrase Out Out from Micky Flanagan.
Cole Mar 2020
I cried last night.
For my words unsaid.
She will graduate and he will move.
And nothing will be the same.
That last song got me, And I cried.
I cried, mourning him.

-3nwlry
My two best friends are going to be leaving me,
and I'm really scared for it to happen.
I love them.
Amy Mar 2020
I guess I'll be leaving
For a long time of believing

Saying goodbye to the one I loved
I thought I could never unlove

But I did it
Every little bit

I threw away
Turning my life grey

But it wouldn't do me any good
So this is why I should

Should say goodbye
No, I won't go and die

Just go and let you move on
And I'll be far and gone

Because I tried
And I've cried

I lost sleep
I fell too deep

This hurts way too much
Even the slightest touch

I don't want to go
But I have to though
ALEX Mar 2020
do vampires sleep?

they don't.

i met a vampire
through a series of unpredictable events.
and this vampire, i must say.
despite being the only one,
might actually be the best one.

he wasn't cold,
and so i doubted.
why aren't you cold?

"because you give me warmth."

are you really a vampire?
i ask, and he replies,
with his stares that does not let me go.
a stare that got me locked not just in his eyes.

but also in his heart.

and so when i was so used to this setting.
came in, one cold evening.
that for the first time i have felt,
my warmth being unable to melt
all the shivers and cold sweats
i have proven he was a vampire.
when he has touched me with his cold hand,
cold eyes and his cold heart.

i wait for him in days.
i tell him that i miss him
in a way that i could.
and all i get is a cold wind.

this night, i am thinking
the vampire is asleep.
though, they never do.
it is more comforting than
knowing that this vampire is ignoring me.
so the vampire is asleep,
but (i hope) he has not forgotten
a human
locked inside
his cold,
cold heart.
Ashlyn Yoshida Mar 2020
I think he's dead
Or has moved on
Perhaps is scared
Perhaps is gone

Why won't he move?
Why isn't he breathing?
Yet somehow his words-?
How is he still speaking?

When someone leaves
They leave something behind
They leave the memories
They leave their footprints in lines

Sometimes I'll follow
Others I'll stay
But what is it worth?
They're still gone by the end of the day
...
N Mar 2020
I am sorry for leaving,
your gentle touch was
hurting me, and your
gaze ate at my heart
MSunspoken Mar 2020
A cicada to a tree
A flower in the earth;
Ties in life
Timing way before man

Trickling little stream
-Into a lake
Droplets to the ground
Set a cycle going again

Saguaros in the sand
A woodpecker flying about
Sharing nutrients together
Rarely ever found

Season change as it may
Everything will come and go
First the cicada in a tree
And the streams constant flow

Crystals take shape in time
Individual beauty they each hold-
But a jeweler is always picky
The deal is one for one

The birds always flee
Right where the grass is greenest-
Gone is the icy past
Although the memory never forgotten
Someone I've known for a long time is about to move away, so I wrote this poem for her. I hate having sad goodbyes, so I hope this reminder will be worthwhile.
FullmoonFlower Mar 2020
Just another pit stop
not your destination
you weren't here for long
but you made it seem that way

Just another pit stop
not your destination
you took what you needed
then left without looking back

I was just a pit stop
not your destination
took advantage
leaving your mark
I hope you end up in a ditch
Lama Feb 2020
for you I’d wait
everyday, my darkest haze
and for you, I’d sway
I’d dodge the loudest fate
I would forever sing
songs for you and I

feet stumbled creating melodies
hands injured writing stories
but nothing ever made you stay
so I’d dance, for me and I
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