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As I climb from base misery
to the mountain tops of self-mastery
I'm reminded that to remove my mask
precedes these odes to flow

I found myself
on the fields of defeat
where the corridors of power
never seem to meet

You see, I lost myself again
in that merciless unwind
which is not a new place for me
and has been working me over time

But I don't mind the mountain tops
it's where I long to go
I don't mind the mountain tops
it's where my stories flow

When I told myself again
that it's time to let it go
gotta just allow for it
for that short pause, for the plateau

Cause I don't mind the mountain tops
it's where I come and go
I don't mind the mountain tops
it's where my stories grow

So I told myself again
it's time to mend and sew
gotta try and re-learn those things
I forgot to know

I don't mind the tops but
it's the valleys where I rest
no, I don't mind the tops
but it's the valleys I like best

We don't mind the mountain tops
cause from there we flow and flow and flow
Malia 6d
Oops, I edit
As I go,
I take a step
Then erase it.
It’s counterproductive,
Don’t I know,
But I see the flaw
Then I chase it.
It won’t go away
‘Til the mirror is shattered,
Whether or not
It actually matters.

So I’ll cut and I’ll add
I’ll rewrite, double back
Only hoping that you’ll
Love what’s left
In the end.
Malia Oct 2023
I’d tear myself apart
Just to figure out what’s inside
Am I
Out of my mind?

Can I
Take it back
Cover my cracks
And be anew?
Can I
Rewrite my song
And just belong
To who I wish to be?

If I changed all my choices
Back from when I used to be young
Who would I become?

I’m not sure I want to be who
I am, right now.
If I fall, should I stay down?

Fall, then fill it with gold
I say, fall, then fill it with gold
I say, fall, then fill it with gold
Not cracks, just beautiful.

Yes, I
Can take it back
Forgive my cracks
And be anew.
Oh, I’ll
Rewrite my song
And just belong
To who I wish to be.

To who I will soon be.
Originally a song but I omitted the repeated choruses and some parts of the verses
Ashley Mellinger Jan 2022
I can't really rhyme very well,
or write.
so... apologies.

[verse 1]
finally asking for some help
and swallowing my pride
friends won’t listen to me
and I’m stabbed in my backside

scared of my own shadow
and watching my every move
giving it my all despite
knowing you’ll disapprove

there it is again,
that funny feeling. that funny feeling.
there it is again,
that funny feeling. that funny feeling.

[verse 2]
writing my own hero
that I thought I’d always need.
giving him the deepest,
darkest flaws inside of me.

broken hearts and promises,
makeshift therapy.
run into burning buildings
always voluntarily

working from dawn to dusk,
told secrets I cannot keep,
work always follows me home
so I cry myself to sleep.

writing to escape this ****** reality
while I sit in silence
and question my sexuality

there it is again,
that funny feeling. that funny feeling.
there it is again,
that funny feeling. that funny feeling.

[verse 3]
sleepless nights, stick & pokes
unblocking my ex
bloodshot eyes, fake smiles,
fill the void with meaningless ***

always stopped when I said no,
but never heard a yes.
stepped outside to call his wife;
left me a crying mess.

total disassociation
lie, say that I’m fine.
googling ptsd
but denying what I find.

exploited daddy issues,
making myself small.
the silent contemplation
of ending it all.

there it is again,
that funny feeling. that funny feeling.
there it is again,
that funny feeling. that funny feeling.

hey, what can you say?
we were overdue.
but it’ll be over soon.
just wait.
ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da-da-da-da-da-da
Lanz Gabor Nov 2021
There, and away,
alone, and I can't stay.
Filled with lots of cry;
not a doubt, this is why:

On cities in all days,
it is there, felt always.
Everywhere, they'd lie,
clutch on, and then pry.

Yet, even with the pain,
oh still, we did remain.
But even if time will fail,
again, we'll write our tale.
03-31-2018
Em Feb 2021
There she sat in front of me with her red lipstick on and a smile that showed off her pearly white teeth that always seemed to light up a room
but something was off
Was it the sweetness I felt, disappearing when I looked at her?
Only the tingling on my tongue after eating too many sour candies was left as I saw her smile slowly curve down each day I saw her
She had a lot of sour moments now that I look back.
I miss the fresh peppermint laughs we shared
what's left now is a silhouette
a wrapper of what we could have been
and now as I sit here looking through her
I begin to crack from the way she makes me feel
She doesn't know
She'll never know about the red stripes she left on me
can a shattered candy cane be put back together?
it might seem impossible
some parts may be lost
but with some time
I'll be back on my feet again
and she'll move on to someone sweeter
maybe a gumdrop this time
Without losing her
I would never have found my marshmallows friends who I know I can always fall back on their soft embrace
They will be there supporting me till my expiration date
I rewrote my last poem because I've changed a lot since 2019 and thank god I did. The ends kinda cringe lol
Sanjana Tripathi Dec 2020
Hold Me!

The day you met,
Is the day I'll never forget.
Those sparkling deep eyes,
Has a pain that it hides.

The smile that catches the attention,
Has the story that you never mention.
The heart that beats rapidly,
Has hidden some secrets safely.

The vibe that you gave me,
Pauses the world around me.
Hold me so close coz I want to know,
All the hidden pain, the secret, the story now.

I want to heal your pain,
I want to change your story.
Will you let me rewrite your story?
If yes, then please hold me.

-Sanjana Tripathi
@wordz_dreamer
Love ❤
William Clifton Oct 2020
If we vote you out we'll celebrate and throw the biggest party
Trump Baby please just go

And if we vote you out we'll buy many tickets from the biggest lottery
Trump Baby please just go, we don't want you to stay

A vote like ours is a vote to ease the mind
We'll never let them slip away!

You've gone too far and now are in a bind
How can you last another day?

When November comes we'll  have no regrets
Of votes we'll cast that day

A vote like ours is a vote to be enshrined
Joyously casting them that day!

You've gone too far and leave no peace of mind
How did it all end up this way?

When November comes we'll  have no regrets
Of votes we'll cast that day

And if we vote you out we'll buy all the tickets from the biggest lottery
Trump Baby please just go, we don't want you to stay

Oh Trump, we just got to have you leaving, yeah
Trump baby please just go, just go, just go
Satire, song re-write, political
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