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A blanket of hollow darkness
In which you’re all wrapped up
From head to toe, from cell to bone,

Strip it off layer by layer
By being true to yourself
Before you listen to anyone else, listen to your heart’s tone.
You are not a battleground
For people who can’t fight their own battles.
You are not a milk giving cow
To some monster feeding only on cattles.
You are a pure ocean
Not an animal to be slaughtered.
You ought to love yourself
And stop taking others’ polluted thoughts in your holy waters.
INTIMACY
is a very personal thing.
Like juice of stars
And a box of poison
Find it within yourself
And learn to treasure it.✨
Biscuits and coffee
Chocolates and toffee
Those who put you down don’t deserve your love
Enjoy the sunlight and kick them out of your head with a hockey!
These days I wonder
How easily we rip open our hearts
To people who see no shame in ******* it dry
The ocean of our love, filling it with their ashes and *****
The cracks bleed. The heartbeats scream. The tears burn.
And they just walk away.
I wonder, how easily, they just walk away.
He walked away.
My blood was made of stars
Someone ****** it dry
He filled it with ashes
I went numb, I couldn’t even cry.

But then I realized
Even ashes can make you rise
Like a roaring fire if you let it
Slowly secretly let the hope arise.

Just a touch of your hand and a trickle of your tear
Will make you fly like a soaring kite
‘Cause of all and everything,
Only love, only love is infinite.
God dear, I'm sending you messages in bottles
With scars and bruises that won't heal
Hope you put a dressing over them
And return me my lively zeal.
If you don’t pick yourself up, who will?
If you don’t start loving yourself, who will?
Some people only know how to take.
They don’t know how to give.
So let go of your desire to fix their pain
Darling, love yourself and just chill!
Trust
Once broken never returns to its original form
Someone once broke my trust
So much that even my heart doubts
Whether these are my own heartbeats or his
Little by little, he shattered me.
I loved him like God
I made him thrive.
He left me cold, shattered and numb
Half dead half alive.
While he was kissing his wife
I was struggling to survive.
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