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Lieke Jan 2019
E.
I'm trapped in a box
Just me and you
You've come back to haunt me
Break me in two


It was a sweet summer fling
That smelled of fresh water
But little did I know
My heart was a lamb to the slaughter


When you kissed me goodbye
And we shared one last glance
I was falling really fast
And realised I wouldn't stand a chance


If I could do it all over
I would've never let you go
I had you wrapped around my finger
Now all I see is your shadow


How did I end up here?
In this empty ice cold box
Holding nothing more
Than nostalgic dreams of the rocks


Blinded by desperation
Drowning in doubt
Struggling to be free
Looking for a way out.
11 August, 2018
Sunny Jan 2019
I awake to a new day
Yet feel unenthusiastic.
Unlike most others, I don't really care
That the new day brings upon a new year.

It just means milestones occur.
Important events. Changes.
My birthday's in 16 days.
Adulthood approaches rapidly, and I'm unprepared.

Am I immature? Am I not ready?
I'm unsure. Yet I remain steadfast.
I'm not ready for this change.
That day will only add pressure on me.

Their expectations are high, I suppose.
"You're going to be a computer engineer." Or something like that.
But I'm…confused. Parts of it I'm not good at.
And I'm left wondering if I even care about that class anymore.

What if I don't want to pursue that?
Will it be a waste of my "talent" or is it just a fleeting interest?
I suppose I could take up writing but…
We all know that's just wishful thinking.

My mind's clouded, uncertainty filling it to the brim.
And as each minute passes, I just count down the days
Until I can talk to her again.
Even if we're far from each other, we'll still be connected.

Just like the days before.
And then, I'll make her smile.
In that moment, I'll forget about my own troubles.
And focus on hers.

Is this a bad thing to do? Probably.
Do I care too much? Perhaps.
Will this help me forget about everything though?
No. It won't. But at least I can be happy.

Even if that's for a few hours a week.
I guess there's a lot going on with me that I refuse to acknowledge.

I'm a fool.
indigochild Dec 2018
texts can’t hold my hands
screens can’t press our lips

but for now i'll just have to feel you through the phone
mal monson Dec 2018
where are you?

not gone,
you promised.

not answering.

where are you?

i need you.

where are you?

im sorry,
i was gone.

where are you?

please respond
i am scared
i am terrified
i need you

where are you?
not gone.
Sierra Dec 2018
My happiness lies within you
The smile upon your face
The deep laughter emitting
The way your eyes shine with joy when least expected
Even when consumed by sadness
That comforting smile never strays
Never fades
Never disappears
Always left as a reminder
That the strongest are the most broken

My pride lies within you
Your willingness to accept what life throws
Your contagious confidence
Your ability to be brave
In place of those that are not
To you
Your reflection reveals nothing but a broken shard
But all I see
Is a kind soul
Temporarily held down by fate

My trust lies within you
The words spoken from your mouth
Are never in question
Never doubted
A secret told
Is a secret kept
In constant aim for what is good
Not straying from beliefs
Proof that doing what’s right
Isn’t always doing what’s best

My tears lie within you
An endless stream
Locked away
Fought back by your warm embrace
A rare light in a dark world
A sensation that used to bring nothing but joy
Now brings with it once lost pain
Unfamiliar with the agony
Consumed by loneliness
The final strike upon the dam

My fear lies within you
Ignorant to fate’s design
Lost in thoughts of the future
Miscommunication
Or even lack thereof
Distance
Physical and mental
Undecided upon which is worse
Yearning for neither
Receiving both

My guilt lies within you
A dark shadow lurking in memories
Happiness pushed aside
Struggling to regain control
Pulling you away from dreams
Hoping to escape my nightmare
A selfish desire that clouds my thoughts
Blurs my vision
Distorts my reality
But I’ll push this aside
To put your happiness first
sadbadhabits Dec 2018
how can you miss someone you’ve never met?
by remembering the sound of their voice,
and the way their tongue moves
with every word they say.
by replaying the sound of their laugh
when you can’t sleep at night.
and the way their eyes squint when it becomes uncontrollable.
by picturing the way they blush
like that one time you told them that you can’t help but fall deeply in love with them
as they looked at you
with their heavenly brown eyes.
by daydreaming of the shape of their lips
and realizing that you may never get to feel them against yours.
I miss him.
he’s so far away
Pigeon Dec 2018
I always said the world was too small. Grain of sand on an infinite beach type ****. So small that you could get a reasonable understanding of its history and diversity in just one human lifetime. It’s limiting, right? Like ****. We’re just one planet in a constantly expanding universe that’s full of planets.

It feels big now, thanks to you.

Too big. I’m overwhelmed by the distance between you and I, I think about it and I get woozy, nauseous. Two little fish on opposite sides of a big pond. The biggest pond. The ocean. I wish I could shrink it down and make it small enough that you and I were next door neighbors or one town over or **** it lll settle with driving distance. But this? It’s too ******* much. You’re a world apart, so far that your sun rises and sets on a different schedule.

I worry if I see you again it won’t be enough. The distance have driven me mad, I’d long to be closer even when our skin was stuck together. I fantasize about curling up inside the confines of your ribcage and resting my head on your still beating heart. It’s not enough to be close to you, ****, I want to be part of you.

The way you’re a part of me.

I never liked blue eyes until yours, you know. How odd that they’re the same color as the thing that separates us.
krst Dec 2018
You were standing in front of the crowd
Wearing the color of purity
White as the cotton and clouds
Clean as your intentions on me.

I walked slowly towards your way
Wearing the color of romance
Red as the rose and fire
To make your cold spirit warm.

As our bodies embraced one another
Two hearts made a distinct harmony
Even the great Bach won't understand
Love is really unexplainable
It is maybe the eyes to hear
Or perhaps ears to see.
krst Dec 2018
We were kingdoms and oceans apart,
Until I met you in a distant land.
Love slowly thawed our frozen hearts,
As we reached out, hand in hand.
I held your caring soul so near,
And you embraced me, flaws and all.
Together, we became whole,
As another chapter begins to unfold.
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