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HoneyPotter Feb 2019
I feel the need of a soothing music
A little now
and a little later
I feel the need for a short break
A little dream
then im all better.
abby Feb 2019
there is a floating garden that rests above my head
I try to reach it, but I am out of touch
my fingers must be broken
or maybe it is my heart
Amanda Kay Burke Feb 2019
It's the waking up I hate
Not the going to sleep
People often confuse the two
Not understanding what I mean
I love to dream the night away
The bed is one of my favorite places
But every time I open my eyes
All I see are disappointed faces
So you see it's easier to stay up
Pull an all-nighter or at least try
Than to be shook awake by the painful reality
The sobering pathetic state of my life
So to avoid the jolt of the sudden truth
I stay up until I can't fight and fall
Honestly I'd sleep forever if I could
But I can't so I'd rather not go to sleep at all
I know this is ironic but that moment when I first awaken and realize it's a ****** new day in a ****** up world with the same hateful state of mind is so ******* discouraging and difficult I would prefer to slowly fade into it from a long tired night than for it to hit me like a ton of bricks after a wonderful fantasy dreamland for however many blissful hours of relief.
the only thing that puts me to rest
is knowing that we are looking up at the same constellations
and sitting underneath the same moon
you, me, the moon, and the stars
Kd Pascual Feb 2019
Exhausted, she runs
chasing the sunset that awes
and renews her strength
Written on a Friday. The author, tired from the day's work decided to run to the roofdeck of their office's building, to chase the sun that is about to set. This renewed her inwardly.
Thorns Feb 2019
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Kd Pascual Feb 2019
Busy streets, Noisy sirens
People rushing, dreams dying
A life of passion and perfection,
where did it go?

Fallen into an endless pit,
The world has swallowed
a young man's hope. To survive,
he merely lives  to live.

But in between the anxiety
and weariness, whispered a still
small voice saying, "Rest in Me,"
in the mundane and in the unexpected.

He knew then that it's in these short gasps,
and fleeting seconds of idleness
that he found rest, and that was enough
for him to press on and continue.
Matthew Jan 2019
A fire
burning
the old me.

Memories
of times
no longer
my own.

The crackling
is melting my soul
soul.
Ashes, are all that is left of me
And from them
The New Me emerges.
A poems of fire
Poppy Halafihi Jan 2019
This is the hardest part
I love you with all my heart
No matter what happens
we will never be apart
You are always in my heart

Letting go does not mean you are weak
It takes a lot of strength to fight all these weeks  
Lying in the bed
Anticipating what’s ahead
Holding on in pain
No more drinking champagne
suffering everyday
Not one single complaint
For all those migraines
Which will soon fly away

We close our eyes to cry
We close our eyes to pray
We close our eyes to laugh
We close our eyes to dream
The most beautiful things in life
Are not seen
But are felt by the heart
We will never be apart
You are always in my heart

Mum and dad are here
They have been waiting all these years
To embrace you, their little child
So don’t be scared
They are prepared
They will guide you the rest of the way
Everything will be ok

I love you with all my heart
We will never be apart
You are always in my heart

By
Coco 07
I wrote this poem The evening before she passed away.
I wanted her to feel at ease and know that everything was going to be ok.
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