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Mona 2h
i was born
i lay in a cot
my heart beat rang
i sang and i sang
i gave my voice away
as i matured
naively i was lured
into adulthood
without a hood
naked, i stood
out of breath
no stability
looked for divinity
but nothing concrete
looked back
empty and bleak
but my eyebrows were on fleek
to an ideal
i ride
but i never lay still
i dreamt
but dreaming is to ****
**** reality
**** your own insanity
**** your own vanity
no baby
please keep yo "sanity"
Harry 6h
I don't think I'll be able to find my treasure again, it's not because that the ship is damaged and the sail is broken by the whirlpool, or because all the maps are torn into pieces and I'm not able to track you down.
it's just that,
since I've lost the very key to my long lost treasure, my compass, I don't know how I'll find it now, Do I even want to find it now??
I don't think I'll be able to find you again, in this mad world, where people seek for gold and silver, all I'm still looking for, is You........ And on this lonely journey I've lost my all hopes and all prayers, I've lost my only heart.
It's very funny that how it kills that not having you in my life but at the same time not wanting you back
Brewomble 17h
Know what you want
Know who u are, don’t u ever waste any time; little things like this will keep u by the finish line.
Time on this earth goes so fast, so quick, like when raindrops fall from the sky,
Love yourself immensely, and intensely
This will be your battle cry.
Hold your ground and find your purpose your dignity, morality, your hue;
This is the formula to living life anew.
Be kind, be courageous, and always understand
Life isn’t always given, and will never come as a demand/
Please, my dear child, believe me when I say;
Love will always be the hardest when not known when to walk away,
But love yourself, be yourself, have faith in you
This is the key for others to learn to love you too/
And at the end of the day
All the sorry in the world will never mend or keep,
The contempt you aim to feel when u lay down to sleep-
And please if they ask, don’t u ever dare,
Because hollowed out lovers are everywhere.

~Breanna Womble
Today I broke up with my boyfriend and his heart again for the second time, but my reasons gave him purpose and my values gave him signs
It’s hard to have faith
In things we can’t see.
There’s not enough evidence
To make me believe.

I’ve fought this battle
For a lifetime too long.
I’ve read the book.
I’ve sang his song.

Caught in a loop
I can seem to escape.
Who will pull me out
Before it’s too late?
Nylee 23h
I haven't been myself since a long time
I've been lost since the day I was born
Looking into things to find myself
I've forgotten to look what is inside
The conscience has now gone silent
The light inside has gone dim
In this life ride, I've run after manufactured dreams
The world has designed and defined
What success and happiness should mean
But the words never have seen to come true
I've wasted many seconds, I have lost years infact
Believing the lies I've been listening throughout life
To find happiness, I've sacrificed the peace of mind
There is no way I'll find
What I seek if I continue ahead with this path
Look inside, find the divine
It is obvious, the answer is me
but, who am I?
She is a lost soul.

She wonders, yet she still could not fathom the urge to be made whole again. And then she wanders, a soul thirsty for new beginnings.

She was looking down at the big city—they were so alive, heavy breathing's can be heard around; footsteps were rushing—smiles plastered on their faces, yet they were so alone.

They were made out of different stories—but there is only one thing they must find and feel, to be found and be whole. Besides, they were not so different—if she is a lost soul, what can hinder her to find her one true love?

And then there's him—he was made out of soft pillows, he was an another poem she's excited to read. He was an ink—giving another color to a blank page; he was a story she will never get tired of: to read.

She was so eager to see him every time. To feel him—to look at his heart; yet he was an almost to its completion—and then there's her, so broken—humiliated, hurt and blinded.

There's no space left for her. And then she wandered again. She tried so hard to forget him—she thought he was the one who will complete everything that is lost and broken; yet she was left with no other choice: to be a wandering soul, again.

Maybe she was made exactly like that—no other form of strings will tie the knot, other than herself.
Oh to learn how to love you.
rk 1d
i still remember
your sleepy steel eyes
staring back at me
bed hair and soft sheets
your tender fingertips
always lost
in my crimson hair
that just couldn't stop itself
from gently spilling
onto your face
in those moments i knew
you would always give me
a thousand new reasons
to unravel for you
before the amber sun
filled the sky
with her nectarine kisses.
- it's all for you.
Hanna 1d
I'm drunk and I'm thinking of you.
All those good times and ends we left loose.
I find myself pulling on those threads,
only to unravel what is left,
and there's no answer.

I wonder if it ever could be different,
if I had listened and had been less insolent.
But that's much too easy,
you'd find a way to leave me,
rk 2d
i want to explore
the hidden depths
of the universe with you
my darling,
you are the only lifeforce
i will ever need.
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