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Broadsky Jan 2019
It's 4:18 in the morning and everyone here at home is asleep, they can't hear me tossing and turning in my bed, the squeek of the springs are keeping me awake.
It's 4:19 in the morning and I'm packing a bowl wishing you were here next to me.
It's 4:20 in the morning, I flick my lighter and inhale, hoping you feel a little buzzed too.
Can't help myself.
Levi Jan 2019
4 times the earth orbited the sun yet only once did you stop to see your shadow.

87,600 times it allowed you to second guess but you didn’t face it, just watched me sink right in.

Sinking sands of committed hands brought pressure but no diamonds. No light to revolve around.

Now I’m ticked off thinking this was a waste of my time. Not much of a leap, yeah?
I got dumped. This poem was the night of
clio Oct 2018
i can't sleep and it's 3am
i gotta wake up early tomorrow again
i gotta be somewhere tomorrow
i have to go to bed
lol sleep if for the weak
Josh Oct 2018
Waking up at 4am,
Thinking of you,
Laying awake in bed,
Thinking about the

Times we’d lay there,
Together,
Thought it would last,
Forever,

But like all things it
Seems it had to end,
But did it?

I told you to leave but
Never said goodbye,
I said I wanted us to
Stop, but that was a lie,

I caused you pain
But it hurt me more
And now you have
Moved on, from me

But I’m still stuck in
The past,
I just, thought we
Would last...

I don’t know what to,
Say,
I don’t know what to,
Do,

I told you to just let go,
But I never did myself.
JovialPup Aug 2018
I sit and wait, awake
Close my eyes to no avail
Night loves company
Okay last one for the night. Hopefully I'll pass out soon
Jamarin Apr 2018
I once dreamt of blood
Spilling on the carpet floor
And I know I can't ignore
Who the person is
Deep down
I know
But I can't see the face
For some reason
My finger just can't seem to place
Then I wake up
In a cold sweat
and the demons told me
That was you
Then I go back to sleep
With tears in my eyes
Knowing my soul is slowly dying.
A dream once upon a time
the wallflower Mar 2018
A poetess sleep is non-existent without
Analyzing
                 Decoding
Rephrasing
      Ticking
My mind is poetically undisturbed
Until the morning dawn breaks the surface of a midnight blue
A pen turns into a harpoon
And a poem forms from the gloom
up like an insomniac
SonLy Mar 2018
Give me a break and let me breathe
Because even in my dreams I can not be
Without losing everything and getting sick of this
I don't know if they're worth,
Those hours when we close our eyes
To avoid seeing this side of life
Because what started being the most beautiful thing I've felt
Turned out being the nightmare that chases me everyday
I'm just tired...
I wish I could take you out from myself
But it seems that you're the evil that I can not forget
Hopefully I'll get some rest and be again that happy man you met
This is the poem that I send to be accepted here
Michaela Jan 2018
Looking through glass
Disfigured at last
Obscure my view so I do not choose you
Clear mind
Clear head


I love you

You said
These roots do not grow
Entrenched in sorrow
Look through the glass
And you can see tomorrow

I miss you

You said

Looking through glass,
I nodded my head.
When you are not here I'm rational
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