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Eyla Jul 2017
Sometimes i just get really sad,
No reason,
I just did.

It started burst me into crying,
I felt really hurt inside my chest,

And at that time i realized,
I am not alone,
I am lonely,
Even though i surrounded
by bunch of people,

My heart just felt so empty,
Like i just lost something or someone
I don't know,
I don't know what it is nor who it is.
Haruharu Jul 2017
I wanted you to be like me.

You wanted me to be you.

It worked for awhile.

But we found our way back..

To the ones we actually are.

That's when it crashed.

Our worlds collided.

It didn't match.

We grew apart again.

But for a brief moment, we were something.

We were glorious.
Arlene Corwin Jul 2017
The Books I Write & Thoughts At Night

It’s 2am and I awaken.
Thoughts break in
And I begin:

I write the books.
Charming, informative.
They do not sell.

Carefully worked on and out until they gel,
Spontaneous but ne’er pell-mell,
Tight, concise, the format small;
Life’s storms,
Its call to arms,
A bawling at our time’s alarms,
Wailing ‘gainst life’s wailing wall,
Admiring the beauty of it all…

What e’er it is I have to tell:  
They do not sell.
So what the hell!

But what is hell?
The poet’s railing wall?
Perhaps the tiresome need to sell.

The Books I Write & Thoughts At Night 7.12.2017
A Sense Of The Ridiculous II; The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II; Our Times, Our Culture II;
Arlene Corwin
Something to do when you can't sleep.
Janae Jul 2017
Do you ever like/love something so much then wake up one day realizing you forgot all about it?
Janae Jul 2017
I guess I was just temporary,
nothing really
just a person who came and left.

I was the friend you only knew
at work,
school,
or something.

Nothing more,
just a person to fill empty space
for a while.

Everyone knew this, but me.
Andie Jul 2017
Darkness. Overwhelming. Overpowering. Raw.
Darkness is not a thing. It is a feeling, an absence, a terror.
If you let it in, it will consume you.
If you try to fight it without hope, you will spiral into it.
However, if you have hope, light, a sense of being, it will fun from you.
Light. Hope. Redemption. Filling.
Light is not a thing. It is a feeling of greatness, kindness, true beauty.
Without it, darkness will win. If you give it up, you will die.
Light is what drives the human. If you are not light, you will be dark.
Light. Dark. Light. Dark.
An endless struggle between unseen forces to power your soul.
If one wins you are happy. If the other succeeds, you will be miserable.
If you are mostly light, humans call you good.
If you are mostly dark, humans call you evil.
However, if there is no light, darkness has zero meaning, and if there is no dark, light is useless.
They cannot be without the other or they will fail.
If you are stuck with darkness embedded in you, there is not much to be done about it.
You can try to be happy; it might work or it might not.
If you have light embedded in you, then there is no chance of you becoming dark.
You may try, but you shall fail.
Light. Dark. Light. Dark.
It is to forever be endless, overwhelming,
redeeming, overpowering, hopeful, and raw.
They are both eternal.
Olde poetry
--nika Jun 2017
sometimes the easiest questions are the hardest to answer.
what to say and what to feel
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