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Leah Feb 2020
inside my head
it's always wrong and right
relying on you
there's never lack of light

I choose you in your worst
I love you every time
you smoke my thoughts
our attraction is just a thin line

honey, maybe one day we
crazy       until        free
spirit, mind and simple mess
breaking the resistance in me
Remember, the days you pour out your heart
Remember, when they shut your mouth
They say you're overthinking
Yes, we all know
All I know now is to write poems
Tired of making them to listen
Tired of dragging them as only I can see
The mess I created, I just want to express
So my thoughts I hide, in words I write
I know I'm not alone
I'm just an ordinary human
There are days it hits
And we will all heal
Overthinking?
Oh sweet darling
Tell me about it
Sydney Feb 2020
Your life's a mess
My life's a mess
Your love's a mess
My love's...
        I don't know
Maybe I don't have it
Do I not
Do I feel it
Do I know how it feels
        No
        I don't
        I don't know how it feels
Do you
You do
But you don't feel it now

Yours is a mess
But not for me
Mine's... unsure
Blixy Jan 2020
My mind is racing in circles again.
It will go on and on and on.
Every minute.
Ever hour.
Every single ******* day.
It feels like pain is the only way to break the circle.
Cause for a moment I will feel something.
For a moment I will feel whole…fine.
But only for a moment. Then all I feel is shame.
All I feel is the overwhelming fear of people finding out.
But I'm so tired of hiding all the time.
Tired of hiding the truth.
Tired of pretending to be fine.
Someone is controlling my brain.
Someone is placing these horrifying thoughts and images in my mind.
What's wrong with me.
What am I doing?
It feels like I'm trapped.
Trapped in this mess.
My mess.
I made it.
I gave it fuel.
But it's so exhausting waking up to the same numbness… the same pain every day.
My hero where are you? I think I need saving.
Marietta Ginete Jan 2020
Like lemonade, my insides are melting.
Sweet and sour, love made on demand.
Wasn’t long ‘til I started sweating.
You had me in the palm of your hand.
I’ve possibly spilled, I’m sorry for the mess.
Pd duekkrathok Jan 2020
Have you ever go through a night where everything feel so **** even Know everything is going fine. Where you feel so broken inside and just want to scream it out loud yet you can’t. Each tears that drop from your eyes is a pure pain from inside of you where you been holding it in. Right now I feel so useless and pointless I feel like I can never be good enough for anyone. I feel like I don’t belong to this world. My head spinning like my world is going to end. My heart is shaking like is going to stop beating anytime soon, my brain is hurting like thousands of people trying to step on it. I have always been positive with life yet still I have my down moment where I feel like no one could ever understand me. Maybe it’s just my loneliness feelings where I feel like I need a tight hug and someone to tell me everything going to be ok. I feel like no one actually care about my feelings people always come in and take benefits of me. I always wonder what if feel like to be love by the right one. I don’t think I ever been loved by anyone people just come in and go never stay no matter how hard I try to save them. Maybe because they think I’m too soft they can just do whatever they want to me and I will forgive them. My smile always hide my feelings I wonder what is like when someone look at me into my eyes and say I know your not ok and hug me tight.
Alaska Jan 2020
a mess of words, hopelessly lost
I’m sorry that we never got to fall in love.
I’d give you my heart but someone else stole it first and broke it like a stone to a stained glass window-
I’m sorry that we never got to fall in love
maybe in another life
Sujan Jan 2020
Heart seems forlorn,
In a tangled mess,
made it worn,
Nor a guilt less,

Seems, all it takes,
A wish for acceptance,
Motive to take a break,
And let loose all menace.

Phew,
All i have is peace,
Nil lingering remorse,
But occasional tremors,
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