Building trust
Is like building a house of cards
One wrong move
And everything we built
Is destroyed
Our cards are on the table now
Shall we attempt to rebuild?
A
So trace your fingers up my spine until you’re just below the top then tear away the skin until you find your way to my heart.
It’s been so long since it’s seen sun it’s felt so alone. Neglected and rejected, yeah, we’ve faced this world alone. So take her if you want her, we’ve recovered twice before. We’ve heard boys say “you’re all I want” then walk right out the door. She’s been racing at the thought of you it’s hard for her to breathe so take her deep inside your soul and make your home with me.
Kat Jun 14
We come from broken families,
you and I
hating ourselves for years.
People did terrible things,
to us
at times willingly, most of the times..
not.

Where their lives end,
the places they ruined,
we try to rebuild,
find shelter in broken shells
in each others bruised and battered
hands

And I know it's hard,
it takes a thousand broken things,
to get to a part,
of life,
that gives you strength
again.

You know the good place,
you can see it,
it exists
We have been there
many times
it's not just one place
there are countless
and one is
somewhere between our two bodies
and minds
waiting for us to mend

I wish to be whole,
even with all these fragments missing,
I want to be whole with you
but healthy, simply, easy,
careful
to not be one
who is just as broken
and terrified
and lonely
as the people we once
knew.

What does it take
I ask us
It takes
a softness
found
between
sheets
of
naked
truths
and a toughness
only found
between two
that have endured.
Amy Perry Jun 5
Whittle me down to the bone.
I've been carrying onto so many things.
Expose my shelter, like stone.
Scattering light to find what truth brings.

Bury me 'til I'm nothing.
Ground me into dust.
Take me to the edge of the world,
Where our jewels and our money are bust.

Take me into the corner
Of captivity's gilded world.
And watch as I rebuild myself,
Let my higher realms unfurl.
Micah Jun 2
you expected to break me
tear me apart quickly,
leave no trace of who you were,

that doesn’t change the fact
that i can still feel your lips
running the same rivers as my veins,

but i don’t need you,
you’re a gust of wind in my storm,

you thought that you were
a factor in creating me,
and your absence would ruin my beauty,

that doesn’t change the fact that
i am a masterpiece, and you
have just helped form it.
i don’t believe you tore me apart but you may have wilted the flowers a bit
that doesn’t mean they can’t be replaced
Destruction is easy
You just need weapons and gone in flash
But Days, months and years of grinding
Is what it takes to rebuild from the ash...
Written when earthquake hit my country. Small portion of the whole poem..
krahisunknown Mar 13
i can longer think straight. i find it difficult to breathe. i'm no longer that boy who can do things for himself, you took every inch of my power and used it against me. I'm not strong...i'm weak. you abused every inch of me physically, mentally and emotionally. But I thank you for doing this to me as I've now come to realise that you did all of this because you're afraid, lost and scared about what I can do. You broke me into a million pieces, but don't worry I'll fix myself.
chloe fleming Nov 2017
i’ve felt more at home
cradled inside words
and rocked to sleep by stanzas
then ever being in your bed
i’ve felt growth most
when i’m speaking in tongue
and writing rhythms,
then ever talking to you
you planted my soil
then let me choke on it,
while you sucked the life from it.
i’m growing flowers and life inside
of this body,
i am reclaiming
the revelation
that has started it all
i am washing my art down my body
feeding myself with the love and passion
you never showed me
in this moment i am growing
and my art is ever flowing
Sam Aug 2017
The days pass with haste
And I've grown to realize
Every fleeting moment is as valuable as the last
Time can't be reversed
So the answers aren't in memory
Rather, in the road ahead
They're down the broken pavement
Places waiting to be seen
And the future that I see
Belongs to you and me
I was reaching for your hand
Now I'm taking it in full
Chasing all the dreams
That we gave up on long ago
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