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its certain, i write too much
its possible, someone can relate
its impossible, that they're just words
Asonna Mar 5
Music, she soothes me. Keeping my calm before any storm.
Her swerves and curves to the melody enchants me,
Keeps a hurting heart to a hum.
Eyes closed to a still composure, inhaling sweet composition.
She listens to how I feel, when I feel it.
Touching my body and soul.
Music, she knows me. Tailored to emotional perfection.
Tell me about your broken heart, the things you have lost
because I know I've lost it all too.
Eyes open, living in slow motion, everything's lightning around me.
But when i listen to her story, her journey to tell
She takes me away, breath and all.
Asonna Mar 3
Warm on the outside.
Cold on the in.
Walls that develop enclosure.
Segregation of a compassionate soul
Torn to a mind set of old.
Aches beat still of a damaged heart,
Effort isnt in control.
Motivation at wonderland speed
supressed by depression and tolls.
Arcassin B Feb 20
By Arcassin Burnham

When reality *****,
Wiping birds from your face,
Wiping sweat from your face,
Wiping tears from your face,
Hand cramps all over from the work you do,
You could choose to leave , man it's up to you,
Pacing back and forth between these vices,
Many different realms and realities,
So much of what the universe could take,
Will this love last to just up see your little heart break?
Can't stand to see you crying , but can I really relate?
Is our friendship really a mistake?
We go through depression , anxiety,
More depression and anxiety,
Two secret we can't hide from this wicked society,
**** boys are ignorant , different varieties,
And family ain't **** nowadays but that's life,
Burn it up , smoke it up then be contained with red eyes.
©abpoetry2019

https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2019/02/red-eyes.html
allison Feb 19
the
    
                                         thoughts
in                      my
mind        

float          ­                                              
                  ­                                                           around
until                                      they
come      ­                            
together.
the thoughts in my mind float around until they come together.
in case you can't read it.
I'm trying to act like a normal person.
I'm trying to act like my mentality is stable.
I'm trying to act like I am happy.
I'm trying to push away depression.
I'm trying.
I'm getting nowhere.
Is my trying good enough?
Our am I not trying hard enough?
exist Feb 4
my biggest fear has evolved from my fear of being alone: not being understood. that is the most isolating thing i’ve come to fear
i just want you to know who i am
Glumbugged Dec 2018
Repelling
Relations
Resetting
Rotations
Regretting
Compassions
Em­bedding
Sensations
Suppressing
Emotions
Forgetting
Formation
Sett­ling
Stagnation
Corrupting
Narration
exist Oct 2018
i hope you don’t relate to my poetry
because i hope you’re living a life
so beautifully unique
and unbelievably interesting
that none of my words
have meaning to you
i hope you’re doing what you want only
Glumbugged Oct 2018
What do I do now...?
I need someone right now.
Please don't make any sound.
I need someone right now.

A tsunami of hardships rushing tremors of blessing into my
tornado spinning life.

A kiss of misfortunate fates attached to overwhelming shaking I can't do this alone...

A silent churned catastrophically composed orchestra overloading my senses.

What do I do now...?
I want someone to hug now.
A wanted soul wants to be found.
I need someone here right now...
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