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Maddie Nov 2019
It’s all good
Until it’s not
My face falls
The world falls
Can’t hear
Can’t think
Can’t speak
Can’t breath
But you see it

You run
Before I can
But not away, no
You run to me

Please don’t ask
Don’t ask if I’m okay
Please don’t ask me

You don’t.
You tell me.
Look me in the eye.
Tell me everything is alright.
And hold me tight.
For the first time
The first Time I knew
I knew everything was.

You did what no one else could
The impossible
Thank you
Poetic T Sep 2019
They think, that I'm like
   a disowned  feline...

Throwing me out first floor
                    windows..

Do I land on my feet...…
               No I land on my ribs,

on my head, only scrapes..

But my ribs are broken like
             a chess board... one wrong move
and its check mate..

I'm dying where I lie...
             choking on the blood of my
             ******* world moves...


But I landed on my wrist...


They'll never catch my broken *******,

   broken slang.
      

But they knew what a hand held with another
                                                      meant..
a mangled ******* as I survived another day.


I came back like a bee looking to sting,
                     but the ones who fell out there nest


were stung by another not me..


I'll walk another day.. been stung a few times..
             but I learnt my lesson...


Don't mess with the nest unless you

                want to be in anaphylactic shock of


some random fools words

trying to prove,
                               some insecurity for an abandoned




father figure, that's compensated
by a bullet,
                          and a promise of we got your back.
D Sep 2019
i've learned you cannot save someone who doesnt want to be saved, like someone who is drowning might just push you away
their darkness just too heavy, the tide simply too strong, and you cannot drag someone to safety if they have wished to drown all along
sometimes building a raft for two is a waste of time
AE Sep 2019
I hide my fears behind thick walls,
Never letting you witness what it takes
For me to crack on the surface
And start to break

I fill myself with dreams I can’t hold
Cover my hands with words I don’t know
And hope that you can read into my soul
Searching for all my broken seams to sew

I can’t thank you enough for all that I am
You took me to the water, hand in hand
You ran your fingers along the kites
The ones with our names written on the lines

Now you have all the cuts on your hand
Yet a smile that never escapes your eyes
You’ve stolen every second I lost  
And gave me back my receding time
From the “26 letters to time”
Goddess Rue Sep 2019
Blinking lights I see,
As I empty my restless self,
Captivating like twinkling stars,
That would do death,
To shine upon us their charm,
Like you,
And everyone I'm thinking of,
Are those flickering beacon,
That saves me from sinking,
Ergo you are,
The so called profound beauty,
In this vast dark realm of mine,
Indeed.
Bhill Aug 2019
Nature has it's wants
Wants what it wants when it wants
What is it missing

I believe it's missing love
I believe it's forgotten
I believe it can be saved

Listen to nature
It is telling us to stop
Stop, smell, view, and learn

Respect her wishes
She will be here long after
Let's not let her down

Brian Hill - 2019 # 220
Do you hear her call
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