Genevieve Apr 14

and i hope you look at the stars and smile
i hope you stop and kneel and smell the flowers
pray for a better world and mark your calendars
an appointment is necessary for yours and ours
but stop for a minute and look at the blue world
and if you look far you'll see mountains so pure
i see the world in your eyes
you have the universe in your soul
i hear all of god's cries
for lost souls like mine and yours
to weep for my life is the great sin
to share my secrets is the position i'm in
so i recite all my poems and underline
every underlying composition
of all my feelings and connotations
and forget my scars
i'm not long for this world
yet i still get scared of the forest untold
and undiscovered like me
the crevices of trees
and the graves of dead bees
and the things nature sees
but small compared to sea
i wanna live by the ocean
and build my own coffin
take my time like the coward i am
though i make such a fuss about living
cram my toes in the sand
and drown myself in reminiscing
god i know you aren't real
and i know life's a fluke
but it sure would be something if
life's all it took
to get to the end old and depressed
to realizzZzze that this isn't a test
that it's about existing in a world self-sustaining
to study it all and learn every lesson
and be like this planet
on which you were born
not like the people that are all fucking torn
they constructed their crosses and wielded their nails
to crucify their own and kill those that are different
see the world isn't round and it isn't flat
it's right in your skull don't let it get trapped

And here is the resurrection. That at death we all return to the earth. Our souls become the wind. Our eyes become the stars. Our hearts become seeds for new life through the flowers. Our minds intertwine and create another universe.
Full circle.
Anivel Aidan Mar 19

remember your first bicycle?
i was so happy, so eager to learn,
i remember going through so much pain
falling on my face, picked up by my dad
as i cried and he kissed my feet saying
'there, it's all good now'
but then the bicycle ended up being my life
for a few short years
but then it is too small, and i was too big
i have grown, and it hadn't.
so i said goodbye and put it on the corner of the garage.
bought a brand new one.

i realize now, it's kind of like you and me.
you have grown, back then, and i hadn't.
you've made other friends, and i hadn't.
that's why when i'm not what you wanted,
not what you needed anymore, you left,
little by little.
you replaced me, just like the yellow bicycle
that leans onto the wall, unused and forgotten.

Maggie Rowen Feb 26

"What do you do with the anger?"


"What do you mean?" I ask.

"I mean, what do you do with the anger?"


I never thought about it that way. The anger that builds up fuel inside of us, the everlasting flame, what do we do with it? What do we do with the inextinguishable flame? This flame that burns inside of us from the day we are born until the day we pass, this flame that burns all in its path - what do we do with it?

"I don't know," I respond. "I never realized just how much it effects my life."

"Find something to do with it. Find somewhere to channel it. Find something to control it - or let go of it. Let the fire burn out. Anger is not a fire that keeps you warm, it is a fire that consumes you. It will consume you if you let it. Be free of it," he said. "Let it go and never look back."

And I never went back.
Dante Jan 12

You were...
The ultraviolet that shined on me,
Revealing invisible pages.
Pages that hid my thoughts,
My emotions...
Pages that hid myself.

You were...
The light in my own incompetence,
Shining a path to realizing myself.
The light that sparked inspiration,
The light that sparked love.

You were...
Forgotten as swiftly in love were we,
Another glance in the crowd.
I felt unwanted,
I felt hopeless.

We weren't meant to be.
I took a step forward,
You took a step forward
But your light disappeared.

You were...

Another quick one I made while feeling down.
Chloe Chapman Oct 2016

I like reading alone,
I like drinking tea by myself,
and eating without anyone else.
I like listening to music alone,
I like painting by myself,
and walking without anyone else.

But when I see
A mother and her child,
Two best friends
Or a pair of lovers

I realize that
even though
I like being
I hate

Phoebe Hynes Sep 2016

When will you realize,
That it was supposed to be me?
It was always me.

oui Sep 2016

i know what hanging on looks like
avoiding red flags so large they could blur your vision blind

i wonder if people were as uncomfortable as i am right now knowing you're holding onto something fictional

and she's burning a damn hole through my skull with the glare she's shooting at me sharing innocent eye contact with him; I'm the last girl she actually should be worrying about- but i've been there, territorial when you start to catch on that the ground beneath you is falling right under your feet

i'm so sorry
i wouldn't wish that feeling upon my worst enemy;
realizing what gave you joy was never even real

Arlo Miller Aug 2016

entire trips around the sun
making sense of the cents of a quarter
of years of growth and fighting fear
here's to another year

of complex thoughts and simple pleasures
finding more of myself and experiential treasures
to new all new things people and places
and never forgetting friendly faces

May I continue to realize and act on the fact
that only I'm in the way of my impact
Don't ever settle and always strive
to make things better and be alive

This life is mine to do, to create, to find the most of
because why the fuck not?

Janica Katricia Aug 2016

you gave meaning to the songs on the radio.
making your favorite song be my jam.
you made those simple city lights glitter
though i haven't seen you all my life,

we wasted time wishing
we wasted time talking
yet you gave me lessons i couldn't forget
and you became a mistake i wouldn't regret.

you somehow made me the person who i am today
you somehow became the reason to wake up everyday

to wake up and hope for a better day,
gave me reason to smile even you're the one who got away.

from a far there are moments we almost have met
but yet you just destined, it's just not that moment yet.

we kept and wished for every day...
you said you almost loved me...
but you went away

thank you for walking away when i finally wanted you
thank you for leaving when i needed you.

thank you for letting me realize and have him do your job.
he does it the best by the way. Now, it is him that i love.

now i am happily with Kirk <3
rackcityaaliyah Jul 2016

you got cash and maybe a stash
you told me you were broke
do you enjoy looking into my eyes
telling me lies while gripping my thigh
do you ever wonder what I feel
internally broke .

every time I write it has meaning, and can be full of emotions and sometimes the past of worst memories - lia
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