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Amanda Kay Burke Jan 2021
Another year down
Promise of more progression
My only hope still
Happy new year
Steven Dec 2020
let me not dwell on things i lost, forgot.
who gains from memories of memories fought?
mjad Jan 2020
Hop up in your Jeep
All too familiar to me

"Wanna go in the backseat?
S H Violet Jan 2020
As the decade began, 
I felt a rush go through 
my entire body, 
like how it felt
when we were kids.


You stayed by my side
just so you could be 
the first thing on my mind.
Heather Jan 2020
Starting this New Years
off with a poem
a flourish of my 'pen'
I have no idea if it will be my last
or a continuation
of a single lifestream
hoping all will go well – at least
better than it's been
lose a few pounds
so I'll be light on my feet,
get my mind straight,
strong and sweet
grounding my emotions
with a focus on the goal
do some meditation that
will make me whole
This Mother of Intentions
is not paved to hell
it's a promise I make to God
so in truth time will tell
Praying for world peace
sending charity to some poor
shaking my fist along
just social movements
helping lift burdens
adding my light to a great light
of angels chorus in heaven
hoping this chance, a beginning
will not be an end,
but a reason to renew again.
A New Year's resolution.
Lydeen Jan 2020
New year,
New me.
Or,
At least that's the idea,
Right?

I haven't really told anyone...
I've been counting calories,
Starving.
Working out.
It needs to stop,
I guess.

I'll figure it out.

New year New me.

Sounds nice.
Only an hour left! I'm hoping next year is much better than this one. We'll see, when I go through all my poems next December. I wish all my lovely followers well. Make it the best one yet <3 muito amour ~Lydeén~
Empire Dec 2019
Two years ago today
I was a slave of compulsion
A victim of disorder
This was when it all went wrong

A year ago today
I was high
Finally I could see beyond the pain
I was hopeful
I was happy
I was healing
Or maybe it was just the drugs

Today
I’m still breathing
Allowing myself to survive another night
My thoughts are entangled with darkness
Hope is nearly gone
The sun hasn’t even set
But I’ve already wanted to cut
Already contacted suicide prevention

Maybe in a year
Things will be better
Assuming
Of course
I’ve stuck around
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