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Luna Jay Dec 2018
Running cross country
Just so you can hurt me.
Desert me in the desert,
Leave me tethered to the sky.
I fly just fine
As long as
I’m high enough.
I’ve been staying dry enough.
Been getting by- sly enough.
Not shy enough to be alone
In my own personal reserve.
Haven’t you heard?
Awkward, anxious caterpillar
Took her time off too cocoon.
Now she watches you all swoon
Over her metamorphosis into
Social Butterfly.
I will be friendly,
I will not try to please the masses.
I soar through open sky.
With looks that serve and wings
That swerve.
All you insects
Are disturbed by the words
Of my accomplishments.
I can’t wait to see the astonishment-
I love who I am.
And if you are perturbed by
My self love,
Then Darling, I’m
Sorry your self esteem has
Fizzled out so low.
But you can still support others
From a friendly distance,
Rather than watching
People succeed
And immediately feeling
Resistance.
Isabella Rose Dec 2018
Your disgusting
your whole body
your whole mind
and everything you became
is disgusting;
disgusting
disgusting
disgusting
it was no wonder why you had been alone this whole time
it had been no wonder why you’re lonely
it had been no wonder why people had left you with pity to your name who you were
when you loved too much, or loved too little
your disgusting because of the stares people gazed from you and the fear you possessed from it
your disgusting from the trouble that you had started to get yourself into
and the way the bugs started to crawl up and down your skin
never leaving, only allowing you to feel insane
and the way your fear started to take control of your body as you were no longer able to move
you are just disgusting
disgusting
disgusting
disgusting
When I was writting this poem I was writting it in my POV so I want every single one of you reading this to know that you are beautiful is every single way, shape and form.
Destiny C Dec 2018
My demons were all chasing after me.
Their maliciously distorted faces,
and chilling taunts created pandemonium in the cold air.
As I ran away to hide,
I felt my legs moving at a painful speed.
But I pushed on despite the stabbing pains pulsing at my sides,
and blisters forming on me feet.
I couldn't let my demons catch me,
because then that would mean defeat.
Just as I was nearing my safe place,
I stumbled onto one of life's stepping stones.
As I fell onto the floor,
I heard my demons gnashing at their teeth,
ready to devour their helpless victim.
I began to push myself up off the beaten road,
ready to accept my damning fate,
but as I looked upon my demons-
I saw nothing.
Jo Barber Nov 2018
Home is not a place.
Home is not a person,
nor a season, nor a taste.
Home is elusive.
I can’t tell if I’m running
towards it or away.
I grow older each day,
aware only of
the confusion
that resides within me.

Home may not be a place,
But it is not where I am.
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Hunter Green Nov 2018
Running through the dark,
like you’re not scared of losing your heart.
I watch as you embark,
set the sails to the wind and change this ***** part.
Pain often leads to reluctance, but redemption pulls joy out of the dark.
Kiara Hoxie Nov 2018
Jumping off a cliff into crashing blue waves
Sledding down a hill of powdery snow
Running across a golden horizon
Spending time with people I love and faces I know
Listening to soft melodies of music
Even doing dull chores
Planting something new
Breathing in the misty, fresh outdoors
Just simply laughing
Climbing up an old pine tree
To live each day of life
Every moment is the reason for me
I submitted this poetry for a scholarship drawing and won the topic "of faith and inspiration;" however, I did not win the drawing.
Slime-God Nov 2018
Reckless runner, run away,
Blaze a path down broken roads
make that choice and never stray
run until your heart explodes.

Beat the pavement,
beat that past,
what a joke
you’ll never last.
Kore Nov 2018
release me
strip down my skin
shed the timorous flesh
of humanity

release that
beast that lives
in the notsosecret heart
of hearts

release me
let go my womanflesh
let my teeth out
of their prison

release that
tearing ripping ancient
moon beast
of days past

she longs
to stretch her legs
test her teeth
be released
i literally just want to be a werewolf that's what this is about
Mackenzie Nov 2018
If I ever look tired
Well sometimes I can't sleep
Even when I do
You drive me crazy in my dreams

This mess is your masterpiece
So I dedicate these dark circles to my love that is true
I hope you see them as beautiful

Because even when I'm sleeping
All I think about is you
m.d
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