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the story you tell yourself
is the story you live out

Esther L. Krenzin
you can create your own reality with nothing but a change in perspective and thoughts.
You know I love you, just realised you not there
I'm speaking to a silhouette of you,
My child, please remember I cared
I would bleed for you
You were my only breath of fresh air,
The one I was supposed to protect,
Hello!
My boy, are you there?
They took you from me,
I can never imagine, your fear and dispair
Fear cloaks every part of me
just thinking you scared,
Calling out for me to save you,
Then realise I'm not there,
Oh GOD this killing me
Why?
Did this happen to me,
My child, my family......
I never thought this could be
Bleeding fist and tears
Is now the clothes that I wear
I family torn,
A human life,
That these demons could have spared.

Let's protect the ones we love....
The scourge of these demons, that see a human life as coin. Remember that it's not only one life you destroyed.
Sydney Jul 16
I’m afraid
I’m afraid to breathe the air for fear of what’s in it
I’m afraid of protection because protection can also mean death
I’m afraid to hear, hear cries of children missing their parents
I’m afraid to see, see bad things happen to good people
I’m afraid of the sky, because it browns
I’m afraid of the ground because nothing grows
I’m afraid of the water because I can drink it while others can’t
I’m afraid to eat because of the poison I’ve already eaten
I’m afraid of the broken, for fear it can’t be fixed
I’m afraid
There’s a lot to be said here but it’s how I truly feel, afraid. I don’t think it’s right that people are in fear of police who are “meant” to protect and serve. Or the fact that we don’t always know what’s going on , and the state of of planet is deteriorating because some people just don’t care anymore. So that’s it. I hope you enjoy this poem and all that it means and stands for. EVERYONE MATTERS!
memoona kazmi Mar 29
maturity is when you,
stop making people happy,
and start doing,
what makes you happy.....
You said we could do it all together
Or was it only I who remembered?
That night in the middle of October
When you told me that I mattered
But for how long will I be that person?
Before you choose to leave me behind
But as I expected the situation worsen
And soon you left these arms of mine
How I wished the time could turn back
Maybe I could fix what was broken
Or even stop it from the day we met
To stop the words from being spoken
Those three words aren't enough
Nathalie Dec 2018
Being yourself means
being real, being true
to what truly matters
to you, it doesn't
have to be deemed
perfect by others...

We are conditioned
to think that what
others think have some
kind of truth
about who we are

But people will always
perceive things differently
so how can we give them
that much power

At the end of the day
the face in the mirror
is the one you see

Have you done your best
Have you loved
Are you being loyal
to yourself

In the end that is
what matters...

~Nathalie
Johnny walker Dec 2018
Notes on the door
saying I'll pay you
double next week
then Helen and I to
the train station
we would
go
There to board a train
to the seaside for that
how we were back then
a time when we were so much
younger
Everything done on the spare of the moment
not a care in the world
did we
have
For we had each other and that's all we needed back then for we were young and In love thats all that
mattered
Notes on the door pay next week  of to seaside we'd go for we young and very much In love that's all that mattered   then
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