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Jessica Stull Dec 2018
It’s okay, I’ve closed the door
It’s okay, we don’t talk anymore
It’s fine, I’ve already walked down the line
It’s fine, the days grow warmer in my mind
I’m stronger living through it rather than wishing for it
I can’t always forgive nor can I forget, I’m not some stringed up puppet, I’ve been turned into the neglected pet
So weak I crumbled at your feet and wept from your deceit
But I’ve been saved and I’ve been freed; no longer do these chains bind me
It’s life, the way of it, the shape of it, the pain, and the pleasure of it
Calling out my name doesn’t mean I’ll come back running to you all the same
The leash I used to wear so proudly for you, has finally rotten in the decaying love I have for you
I’ve just learned to let go of you in the only way I know how to
I live beautifully through
Running and jumping freeing my heart like dandinions in the wind
I’m in love with this  life that’s tragic, beautiful, and insane.
But perhaps the most amazing part is that I’ve finally found love for myself, through all my art
And I’m so happy to be living in this unexplainable and unpredictable world
I smile through my tears because I finally know I really do have friends here
And finally I truly realize that it’s me
That’s the key!
You have to love yourself before you can love and find love in this crazy world
©Jessica Stull
Syddy Raye Mar 2014
I wasn't kidding when I said you were cute.
I wasn't joking when I said I love you.
I was serious when I gave you the note.
I was eager to post on your Facebook wall.

I even know your birthday.
I know your number.
I know where you live.
I'm your sister's best friend.

I'm not a creep.
I'm not a stalker.
I'm not a ******.
I'm not going to hurt you.

I love you.
I want you.
I need you.
I see you everyday, but you never see me...



I love you.
This was about a crush of mine in my eighth grade year.
It’s like seeing yourself for the first time
Naked
Free
Innocent
You realize that you know who you are
You can trust yourself
No more doubting your words before speaking
Love sets you free
Freedom is love
You get lost in the fantasy of life
Day dreaming, scheming, believing
Thinking maybe this time you found the right path
This time you’ll make it home
This was written 12-26-2012

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