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Alexander Sep 2018
you said you didn’t want to lose me
I was all you ever had
And while this is all very flattering
You really can’t lose what you never had.
Nothing to add to this.
When it seems like the whole world is looking in your direction,
it sometimes feels as if you've lost connection,
between your senses and it's like your body forgets to breath.
The more there's focus,
the worse it gets,
and the spiral begins,
and you continue to speed,
towards the finish,
but all it does is take you more moments,
to get through what you need,
but soon you can't take it,
you just need to finally take that moment,
but it isn't enough.
Your breathing is rough,
as your words begin to stammer,
and stumble,
trying not to mumble,
you just want to pull through.
Just remember it's not as bad as you think you're doing.
Everyone's listening,
not judging the little mistakes that you're making.
Just take the time for yourself to breathe.
It's OK just to breathe.
No one's going to judge you.
You've already got there attention,
and it's no one's intention,
to mess you up.
It's just the nature of what you have to do.
Just remember,
it's OK to breathe.
I've got faith that you'll pull through.
Everyone wants you to succeed,
and I know you will.
WA West Aug 2018
Tantamount to the crawlspace where your emotions
are dissembled,
is the animalistic focus in your pointed gaze,
Sketchy eyed with jerky limbed motions,
As elusive as you are always around,
Or so it would seem,
Their eyes fall upon you,
no doubt,
You are a vision,
That I do not and have never questioned,
There is a fundamental lack of
hesitancy in your days,
lately you have looked let down,
Thinking of you,
occurs outside the restraints of time,
I would like to be everything with you.
Dis Po' ol'boy is rich as can be!!!....yessir !!! gots me a tribillion words at my 'sposal anytime I wants em o be.
April Jul 2018
Six letters, an apostrophe,
A meager whole, I fear
And slight of meaning,
All things told,
As words for one to hear.
I’m fine.
Sehar Bajwa Jul 2018
In the stormiest of nights,
On the darkest of days.
During the harshest of fights,
Going through a difficult phase.


and even when we're not-
I promise we'll be okay.
Elizabeth Jul 2018
It was three am and, we were still up talking- laughing at inappropriate jokes with tired voices and sleep blending into the whites of our eyes like paint being mixed before an artist creates her masterpiece. By the window, I sat, staring at the moon and it’s perfect figure, so round and complex with ridges only where meant to be. My mind was searching like a lost child for an answer to my happiness, my mind was searching for a reason to be unhappy, but each time it would fail then try again. By the fifth time searching, I finally realized that this was what it was like to be ok. This was how it felt to be living for more than sleep at night and empty rooms. This is what it feels like when the stars are aligned, and everything is still. Tonight the moon asked me how I was feeling and for the first time in forever I said I was doing quite alright.
What are your conversations with the moon like?
Nicole Jun 2018
I am an outsider
Your friends
Your lovers
You're all connected
But not me

I am the unfamiliar
The unknown
The stranger in the crowd
No one sees me
But maybe you do
Kuvar May 2018
I have learnt to say OK
when I feel like going a little further
I halt and say
She’s ok
That’s ok
You’re ok
I’m ok
It’s ok
I guess after all
Whether I can or I can not  
afford a cupcake
being OK is OK
©️Kuvar
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