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M Vogel Feb 2020

There is the core  of who it is that you are,
inside of you
and  it  will  never,  ever leave you.
When we are hurt real bad..  
and in such unjust ways,
we can sometimes  lose ourselves,
from ourselves..

But that part of us
will never not want to be found.

We become afraid--
even of our own  true selves,  
because the pain from the hurt
has been so bad.
There is a central part of you
that has been protected  from
every single bit of that harm--
that is the core of who it is that you are.

In its utter and magnificent beauty,
it is wholly unable to be  corrupted  
by this less than loving world;

And in it's perfect ability to see,
it will always  let you be the one,
chosen,  to find it.

This is the picture,  painted
of you,  finding you.


please forgive my inability to see
Brooke Feb 2020
Does growing up mean, forgetting?
About all the people I've known till now
Does growing up mean, letting go?
Of who I was, many years ago
Does growing up mean, forgiving?
The trauma I've had to heal from
Does growing up mean, losing you?
The only one, who got me through
In his  fight-night presence
and
In his affectionless absence.
muteD Feb 2020
I wish I could just make myself into the person you want me to be.
Even though for some reason you keep telling me to be myself.
What if you don’t like her?
What if I don’t like her?
Because the person I’ve known to be me,
I don’t like.
I don’t like how she looks.
I don’t like how she talks.
But, no one hears that.
It’s all in my mind.
If I want change, why don’t I change?
These days it really feels as though I am truly going insane.
Late night poem.. Probably will end up changing the title since I’m not a 100% on it. Any ideas? Comment.
Tess M Feb 2020
why do i feel so empty?
could it really be
because
We lost?
or is it
more?
what did I lose?
question is
what haven't i lost yet

idek
and i am too tired to
Amanda Kay Burke Jan 2020
I used to believe loss was part of life
That isn't quite correct

Losing IS life

The losses what make us who we are and mold us

The wins just the incentive to keep us in the game

So I am learning to embrace the suffering and let it stretch my soft parts into something stronger
Instead of wishing bad weather away
Lalalala
Jay Jan 2020
remember the laughs
how nothing would trigger a giggle
stomach fluttering
smiling eyes
a smack on the shoulder
small touches
talking about nothing meant something
and you said I mattered
Amanda Kay Burke Jan 2020
I have no way of predicting what will be
No way of forgetting your name
Have patience
But I can't wait
There isn't a chance of things being the same

I am damaged in another low rain
Putting back together my heart
My head is pounding too
You're busy and fine being apart

I know this all too well
Nervous
Wondering why
Haven't started to miss me yet
All I can do is think and cry

I cannot make myself believe it
Don't want me anymore
Those nights we shared matter
They're still worth fighting for

So what?
You were gentle
Doesn't change the word goodbye
Either way you look at it
I am the one who has to die

I am the one who's fighting pain
Losing my grip on what's real
I'm sure you're doing fine
You're above the hurt I feel
Written 11/12/12
Idklove Dec 2019
Being losing you is my biggest fear 
Like stars fading away from night
Like birds forgot about how to make sound
Like wound stops healing 

But the worst thing you took my heart from my chest
My body screaming cause my heart and soul does not exist
Without you
I'm losing control 
Like heart take me there wherever you gone
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